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

Chapter 129 seems a little different.
The lights were bright, but they only illuminated the path; the flower beds and the shade under the trees remained dim and gloomy.

The light shone directly on Professor Zhong Junyun's back, so Lu Cheng couldn't see Zhong Junyun's true face.

He cautiously replied, "Teacher, winning or losing isn't about the moment. It's really just about finding clarity in one's thoughts, or rather, just about proving that I'm not that bad. It's not about being obsessed with anything."

Unsure of Professor Zhong Junyun's meaning, Lu Cheng frankly expressed his own thoughts.

Only losers resort to impotent rage and try to trample others underfoot to elevate themselves.

Truly insightful people continuously improve themselves, elevating their vision and perspective, rather than focusing solely on eliminating a particular individual...

"Give up again now?" Zhong Junyun suddenly felt bored, and his tone became dry.

"You can do it, you can think about it, but you can't say it." Lu Cheng's statement remained very cautious.

Zhong Junyun remembered that Lu Cheng had said last time, "You can do it, but you can't think about it or say it."

Immediately, he also felt that Lu Cheng was a remarkable person. He had suffered hardships and losses, and his current mindset was quite mature, knowing when to advance and when to retreat.

"Alright then, I hope that when I see you again next time, you can achieve the mental clarity you think you have. Then you can treat me to a meal."

Zhong Junyun added, "Furthermore, after you go back, if you feel that you cannot handle your 'troublesome matters' and the favors of 'others,' you can call me and I will take care of it."

There's no way around it; you lose something, and now you have to bend down and pick it up again, which always takes some effort.

Lu Cheng saw that I didn't make a fuss today, and didn't even mention the phone call last night. How sensible and wronged I am!

“Teacher, I can handle it myself,” Lu Cheng replied, clearly still having some concerns.

"It's alright..."

"Hey, didn't you say last night that you sent an email to Professor Dong? You still have the email sending record, right? Send me a screenshot, and I'll help you handle things over there." Zhong Junyun then rubbed his nose.

"As for the future, you will still be a free person."

No apology!
He's a teacher, with his own pride, and he even has the guts to chase after students to the point of near death!
……

"A person without integrity cannot stand; a person without filial piety has no virtue."

“The key to learning is a clear mind. If Lu Cheng gives up on Professor Tong at Xiangya Hospital this time, he will give up on our Union Hospital next time.”

"A good young man is one who knows how to be grateful but is not bound by gratitude and remains ignorant," Zhong Junyun said to Xie Xiao.

Xie Xiao asked another question: "Teacher Zhong, do you think Lu Cheng is really worth... being given such a lot of authority to train?"

"It's alright. Our hospital has plenty of places, so one more won't make a difference. Since he has confidence, it's not a bad thing to give young people a chance."

After Zhong Junyun finished speaking, he heard Xie Yuan'an's voice coming from Professor Xie Xiao's side: "Dad, something bad has happened..."

"Dr. Li from Zhongnan Hospital just called to say that Lu Cheng promised during his residency training that if he wanted to pursue graduate studies, he would apply to Professor Dong's program..."

Zhong Junyun remained calm and unmoved, while Xie Xiao's astonished voice echoed back: "What did you say? What Professor Dong?"

"Didn't Professor Dong pass away unexpectedly?"

"It was Professor Dong who passed away unexpectedly. Li Yuanpeng from Zhongnan Hospital was bored and found Professor Dong's notebook, where he wrote down this sentence."

"Professor Lan Hualu is now clamoring to take on disciples on behalf of his master, saying he wants to fulfill Professor Dong's last wish..."

Xie Xiao: "How could such a messed-up thing happen?"

"Is Deng Yong from Zhongnan Hospital up to some kind of scheme again?"

“Teacher Zhong? It must be Deng Yong from Zhongnan Hospital…” Xie Xiao was a little flustered.

"He never plays by the rules."

"No rush! When problems arise, we need to solve them first. Don't panic. Whether it's Deng Yong, Luo Yong, or Huang Yong, they can all be resolved," Zhong Junyun replied.

The warm light in the living room remained gentle.

Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu sat hand in hand. After a while, Lu Cheng put his arm around Mu Nanshu's shoulder.

Having not been intimate for a long time, Mu Nanshu was a little nervous, and goosebumps gradually rose on her skin. However, her actions were not an attempt to escape, but rather an indication that she wanted to cry.

At that moment, she remembered a line from a song.

If it weren't for the changes that happened back then, would they have children now?

The answer is unknown.

The wall-mounted TV was on, showing a variety show.

Lu Chengdao:
"The current situation is that if you're willing, you might need to help me out, as I'm not very familiar with the routines of scientific research."

"If we're going to take this project back and work on it, we either need to get help from Professor Tong Yuan'an, or we can work on it together, with me taking the lead..."

"Professor Zhong said that although this project is not large and its significance to the scientific community is not extraordinary, its significance to our country is extraordinary."

"Our generation should be just as strong-willed!"

"If we can excel in every aspect, then we can say that we have lived up to the sacrifices and blood of our predecessors."

"Bookworm, what do you mean? Of course, you can also choose not to go."

Without hesitation, Mu Nanshu asked in return, "Why not go?"

"Even Professor Dong Chang wouldn't dare refuse to approve such a stance!"

Then she chuckled, "I really didn't expect you could come up with such a reason."

I even have a chance to win the suture technique competition with our friends from the neighboring country! Enough said, I absolutely have to do it!
For academic freedom!
"What's going on between you and that Professor Dong?" Mu Nanshu asked in a gentle and delicate voice.

"Actually, it was just playing along, and we just happened to get to this point."

"You know, I'm quite strong. It was during the installation of an external fixation ring for an open fracture. Professor Dong said that my strength is a talent in orthopedics."

"After leaving the operating room, I had only been in the state of shock for a few days when Professor Dong probably realized I was too incompetent, so he stopped responding to me."

"Can I then try to morally blackmail him? I asked him a few times after graduation, but it was all in vain."

“I didn’t take this matter seriously at all,” Lu Cheng explained.

Lu Cheng understood very well that his performance during his residency training was neither outstanding nor capable of being outstanding.

Medicine is a highly specialized field with very high barriers to entry. There are some things you just can't do without, and without someone systematically teaching you, you won't even get started.

This applies to every branch of medicine. From ancient times to the present, the saying "the secrets of medicine should not be passed on to six ears" has been fully demonstrated in the medical field. In fact, some of the treasures of traditional Chinese medicine have been lost because of this saying.

There were disposable forks on the coffee table. Lu Cheng took two and put them into Mu Nanshu's palm. Lu Cheng's fingers touched hers, but neither of them felt embarrassed.

Mu Nanshu straightened his robe and sat down, his chest bulging again: "Maybe we're just ordinary people."

Mu Nanshu then gestured with his left thumb: "At most, you're like a cockroach, a slightly stronger ordinary person with some talent, but that's still limited."

"It's not the best, but it's better than the worst; it's enough."

"But you seem a little different now."

(End of this chapter)