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

Chapter 131 The Supreme Elder and the Return Journey
September 20th, Sunday, clear skies.

At 1 p.m., Xie Yuan'an was in a dilemma in the 'lecturer' office. She scrolled through two papers with the mouse, but her mind was still unsettled.

After making himself another cup of coffee, he muttered to himself, "Xie Yuan'an, what are you worried about? Xiao Mumu is your roommate, and you don't even care about her boyfriend, so what are you afraid of?"

"Completely innocent."

Thinking of this, Xie Yuan'an sent Lu Cheng a message: "Lu Cheng, Professor Xie said that you will take the topic of suturing techniques back and work with the professors at Xiangya Hospital."

"You don't have any experience in doing research projects before, so feel free to ask me if you need anything."

"Xiao Mumu and I are roommates and classmates, so you don't need to be so polite with me."

After finishing writing, Xie Yuan'an checked it again and found no problems with the information before clicking send.

Lu Cheng, holding his 'Advanced Neurosurgery Training Completion Certificate,' was sitting in Mu Nanshu's Cadillac, enjoying the air conditioning and chatting with Mu Nanshu.

"You'll have to take care of lunch yourself. I'm still handing over some work, so I won't be coming out for lunch. We've already ordered takeout." Mu Nanshu's message flashed.

Lu Cheng replied, "Okay, then I'll come pick you up later. It's only one o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not good to stay in the car all the time. I need to call Director Lin to extend my vacation a little."

"I'll just take the midnight shift when I get back."

Lu Cheng had originally scheduled to take over the shift at 6 PM, but he had other things to do, so he had to postpone the start time.

"Thank you, Professor Xie. Nan Shu said she will help me with this project! Of course, if there's anything I don't understand, I will definitely ask you." Lu Cheng replied politely and naturally.

After reading the message in her office, Xie Yuan'an's beautiful eyes widened: "Little Mu Mu wants to go back with you to do her research?"

"She's an associate researcher in a gastroenterology lab, and she's doing a hand surgery project with you?? Really?"

Zun Du is fake? Mu Nanshu has such an ability?
“Nan Shu and Professor Dong from their lab have already agreed on it, so it shouldn’t be a lie,” Lu Cheng replied.

Xie Yuan'an: "Okay... With Xiao Mumu around, you definitely won't suffer any losses, but this matter still seems a bit unbelievable."

Xie Yuan'an sat in her office, questioning the meaning of life... How could Lu Cheng have kidnapped Xiao Mumu?

……

Lu Cheng drove directly back to Mu Nanshu's neighborhood. It was still early, and Mu Nanshu had four hours before she got off work. Lu Cheng figured he might as well go back and read for a while. It was cheaper to have the air conditioning at home than in the car.

Lu Cheng could take a nap in his spare time.

However, just as Lu Cheng parked his car in the underground garage and was carrying his graduation certificate toward the elevator shaft, his phone rang.

No notes were provided; the place of origin is Han City.

Considering the large number of people in Professor Zhong's group, Lu Cheng still answered the call: "Hello."

An unfamiliar voice came through the phone: "Is this Lu Cheng?"

"Yes, that's right, I'm Lu Cheng, and you are?" Lu Cheng asked in return.

"Xiao Lu, I'm Li Yuanpeng from the Department of Orthopedics at Zhongnan Hospital. I'm your senior in the field. Could you talk to Professor Zhong and ask him to find a way to invite Professor Qi back?"

“Stop cursing. You’ve been cursing all morning. You’re over eighty years old. It’s not good to get too angry,” Li Yuanpeng said.

Lu Cheng knew Li Yuanpeng. To be precise, Li Yuanpeng was Professor Lan Hualuo's classmate, and the two were also fellow students of Professor Deng Yong in the Department of Trauma Surgery.

However, Lu Cheng hadn't had much interaction with either of them before...

"Huh? Teacher Li? May I ask, who is Professor Qi?" Lu Cheng was particularly puzzled.

Li Yuanpeng remained silent for a while before replying in a low voice, "Professor Qi is Professor Zhong Junyun's doctoral supervisor and also Professor Dong Yaohui's mentor at Zhongnan Hospital."

"Back when Professor Dong was pursuing his doctorate, orthopedics wasn't so finely divided... It's because of that screenshot you provided, Xiao Lu, that Professor Qi has come to our hospital now, accusing us of exploiting his student... and tarnishing his school's reputation." Professor Zhong Junyun's doctoral advisor? Professor Dong Yaohui's mentor? Isn't that the true patriarch of Peking Union Medical College Hospital?

"I don't know. Last night, Professor Zhong asked me about Professor Dong and I answered truthfully."

“I don’t know Professor Qi either,” Lu Cheng said.

Li Yuanpeng said, "Xiao Lu, I know you don't know Professor Qi, and Professor Qi is not someone you can get to come."

"This is my fault. I didn't understand the whole story. Could you do me a favor? After all, you used to be a resident trainee at Zhongnan Hospital..."

"Professor Qi is quite old, it's not good for him to be scolded like this. It's also not good for his health."

Lu Chengdu could easily imagine the scene of an old professor from Peking Union Medical College Hospital cursing at Zhongnan Hospital for the sake of his students, with no one daring to respond.

Lu Cheng replied, "Professor Li, aren't you putting me in a difficult position? I don't know the reason for this, and I'm not familiar with Professor Qi. The one who tied the knot must untie it."

"I'm just an ordinary person. Asking me to make a phone call to resolve this is really putting me in a difficult position."

"I hope you can understand, Teacher Li."

“I don’t know what happened, or why so much happened. How can I offer advice? What can I say to persuade you?” Lu Cheng asked rhetorically.

Li Yuanpeng still didn't explain the real reason to him. Lu Cheng wasn't so immature as to guess the reason on his own, so he actually called Professor Zhong Junyun and said, "Teacher, please tell Grandmaster not to scold me."

Lu Cheng, are you stupid to do this?
Who is Professor Qi? He's Professor Zhong's teacher, Professor Dong's teacher, and a true elder...

"Sigh... Sorry to bother you, Xiao Lu..." Li Yuanpeng sighed softly, and then hung up the phone.

Lu Cheng didn't take the matter seriously. He was unaware of the whole story and didn't feel that he had done anything against his conscience.

Of course, Lu Cheng wouldn't feel happy if Professor Qi went to Zhongnan Hospital to curse people; he would just feel quite satisfied.

……

In the afternoon, at 7:20, at Hankou Railway Station.

Lu Cheng held Mu Nanshu's hand and pushed her khaki suitcase. Just before entering the station, he turned to ask again, "Shudai, you need to make sure you go back today and there won't be any unexpected problems."

"Now that this matter has been settled, a few more days won't make a difference. Have you really handed over your current tasks properly?"

This was the third time Lu Cheng had asked Mu Nanshu, and Mu Nanshu replied honestly, "Since I joined the company, I've been preparing to go to the countryside. There's almost nothing in my work that I need to hand over."

"Do you really want me to spell it out like this? Just so you can show off?" Mu Nanshu rolled her eyes, her tone reproachful.

Mu Nanshu sometimes even wondered if what she was doing was considered giving away money.

After settling down and finding a job back in China, the first thing to do is to fight off the monster of blind dates, and then find a way to get closer to Lu Cheng.

However, many times, Mu Nanshu suddenly realized that there was nothing wrong with doing so.

Lu Cheng tightened his right hand: "I'm afraid it will affect your own work."

“I didn’t come here thinking I could take you back with me. Hmm… I don’t think there’s any need to rush.”

Lu Cheng continued, "Of course, it would be better if we could leave now."

“In a while, we’ll be going to Han City more often. I’ll also be coming here frequently to listen to the professor’s lectures. When you have time, please bring Professor Dong some local specialties or something to do him goodwill.”

"Hmm..." Mu Nanshu took out her ID card, underwent facial recognition, and began her journey home...

(End of this chapter)