This doctor is already middle-aged, and he's only just started practicing medicine.

Chapter 102 Studying is tough! ~ (Bonus chapter for 600 first subscriptions)

September 15th, the first day of the eighth lunar month in the Year of the Rabbit, is auspicious for marriage, travel, and moving; there are no taboos.

Tuesday, Wuhan, Hubei Province, 11 PM on Jiefang Avenue.

Lu Cheng sat by the hotel window with his legs crossed, slowly sipping his milk tea while looking at his phone screen.

22:00:03: "Would it be convenient for you to come out? I'd like to treat you to a meal."

Mu Nanshu stepped out of the lab and waited for the elevator, her breathing slightly disordered: "???"

"A video invitation? Quantum eating?"

Lu Cheng said, "I'm at the hotel near your hospital..."

"I'm not very familiar with Hankou and Hanyang. I used to go to Wuchang District the most."

"Hot pot? Or grilled fish? You choose one."

The 15th and 16th are not Lu Cheng's birthdays, but there is no rule that you can't have a party on a day other than your birthday. If you have to work on your birthday, you have to ask for leave to have a party, right?
In reality, Lu Cheng's birthday was disrupted by the training course. Lu Cheng had already paid the fees, and the five-day training course started on the 16th.

Lu Cheng should make the most of the 25,000 yuan.

"Take a picture for me?" Although Mu Nanshu believed that Lu Cheng would not lie to her, she still felt a little surprised.

After Lu Cheng sent a picture showing "Xiehe Hospital", Mu Nanshu said, "Wait for me for twenty minutes... I need to hand over some things."

After sending the message, Mu Nanshu began to calm herself down.

Although she was a bit 'dull', she didn't have any intellectual problems. After seeing the first message Lu Cheng sent, she had a vague guess.

Lu Cheng put down his phone, stretched all his joints, and then picked up his phone and room key to go downstairs.

It's not far from Peking Union Medical College Hospital, but Mu Nanshu might not have a good sense of direction and might not be able to find this place. I'll have to walk to the hospital entrance to wait for her.

That is, assuming she's still that directionally challenged girl.

A dozen minutes later, Lu Cheng saw a girl on the other side of the main entrance picking up her phone to make a call, turning her body and looking around.

The voice on the phone said, "Where are you? I'm at the door."

"They're on your right, walking towards you," Lu Cheng said, taking the phone.

Mu Nanshu probably heard Lu Cheng's voice, so she turned around. After seeing that it was Lu Cheng, she gently raised her left arm.

She turned around with quick, hurried steps, and after Lu Cheng approached, she said frankly, "Why did you come to Han City today? Didn't you say you were on duty on the 15th?"

"Yes, I'm on duty today, but I've asked for leave for the shift after 5 p.m.

"Can you still eat?" Lu Cheng asked.

"Can we eat some more together?" Mu Nanshu was still not fully recovered from the surprise of Lu Cheng's sudden appearance in front of her.

"Shall we take a taxi?" Lu Cheng suggested.

Mu Nanshu said, "Why don't you drive my car? I only dare to drive the road from the hospital to my neighborhood right now."

"It will be convenient to come and go later."

“That works too!” Lu Cheng nodded.

It was very hot in Han City. Even though it was September, the weather hadn't cooled down. When Mu Nanshu led Lu Cheng to her Cadillac, her neck was already covered in sweat.

Lu Cheng wasn't in much better shape; his shirt collar was already soaked with sweat. After getting into the car, Lu Cheng immediately turned on the air conditioning.

As he began adjusting the seat, Lu Cheng asked, "Have you decided what to eat? I've been away from Han City for seven or eight years now. If you want my advice, fish would be a better choice."

“Otherwise, there’s Haidilao. The grilled fish restaurants and hot pot restaurants I’m familiar with are all quite far from here, but Tan Yu Grilled Fish is a chain restaurant,” Lu Cheng suggested to Mu Nanshu. “Then let’s go with Haidilao. Haidilao shouldn’t be too far.” Mu Nanshu, who had gotten into the passenger seat, pulled out a tissue to wipe her sweat and handed a few to Lu Cheng.

Mu Nanshu said, "You used to say that Wuhan was like a furnace, but now I realize it's even hotter than Shanghai. I really wasn't used to it when I first arrived."

"Right? One of the authentic hot pot stoves... but it doesn't affect eating hot pot..." Lu Cheng said calmly.

Lu Cheng turned on the car's built-in navigation and slowly drove the car out.

Even though it wasn't the weekend, Haidilao wasn't very crowded. Although Lu Cheng had made a reservation in advance, it was the same as if he hadn't; he could just walk in.

After ordering two hot pot bases and some meat dishes, Lu Cheng handed the iPad to Mu Nanshu: "Don't be shy with me today, order whatever you like."

"Although the salary in the county is not high, it's still affordable to spend money here occasionally," Lu Cheng joked.

Mu Nanshu did not sit opposite Lu Cheng, but sat to the side of him. Today she was wearing a floral polka dot dress and her hair was tied up in a ponytail.

Mu Nanshu stared intently at the dishes on the screen, her fair and delicate neck twitching from side to side like a little hamster, her dark eyes darting back and forth in her peach blossom-like eyes.

"Let's have a whole serving of beef tripe...and the tripe is good too."

"Seaweed sprouts, bean curd sheets, crispy pork, that's all for now..." After Mu Nanshu finished ordering, she looked up and saw Lu Cheng staring at her. She tucked her chin in a little embarrassedly.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Is my makeup caked up?" Mu Nanshu hurriedly raised her phone with her slender, white fingers to look in the mirror.

“No powder caking…it’s just amazing. You’re so different from a few years ago,” Lu Cheng said calmly.

Back then, Mu Nanshu was indeed somewhat 'clumsy and awkward' and reserved, far from being as poised and confident as she is now.

“What’s different? Is it because you’ve gotten older…” Mu Nanshu put away her phone and then stared at Lu Cheng.

It was quite obvious that Lu Cheng's eyes were slightly more cloudy than before, and even his facial expression had an unnatural, slightly 'worldly' look.

Lu Cheng waved to the waiter: "We've ordered. Please bring the hot pot base and vegetables quickly. We're a little hungry. Thank you for your help."

"Okay, okay!" Haidilao's service is always impeccable. The waiter immediately used his walkie-talkie to urge, "The guests at table 13 are hungry. Kitchen staff, please prepare the food faster..."

"Boss, would you like water or drinks? We have unlimited self-service drinks here."

"I want warm water," Mu Nanshu said.

"I'd like some water too, with some ice," Lu Cheng replied.

While drinking ice water isn't good for the stomach, it tastes refreshing! Lu Cheng doesn't feel like he's reached the point where he needs to start focusing on health and wellness right now…

Twenty minutes later.

The hot pot broth was bubbling and boiling. Mu Nanshu sat to Lu Cheng's right, simmering tripe in the broth, and said, "I only found out after I decided to go abroad that Stanford requires MCAT scores."

"That year was the second year of the MCAT exam reform. The entire exam consisted of reading comprehension questions. Each section required reading 9-11 passages and then answering questions. All questions were multiple choice."

"A score close to the 90th percentile, which is in the top 10% in the United States, is needed to apply for a medical master's degree and have a good chance of getting an interview."

"The total score was 528 points. The top 10% that year scored 513 points. I was really worried back then..."

"This is just the beginning. After officially starting my master's studies, I regretted choosing Stanford..."

“Where we are located, the four-year graduation rate is 73%, and the six-year graduation rate is 95%. The medical profession is definitely lower than these figures.”

"I also had to extend my studies. Later, the pressure became too great, so I could only keep attending various training courses to improve myself..."

"I remember the worst time was when I flew to five different places in three days to learn something." Mu Nanshu made a bitter face, pouting her apricot-colored lips, which was quite cute.

But it's also a source of distress.

(End of this chapter)