System Came When the Doctor was Thirty

Cao Qiheng got straight to the point: ”I want to recruit you to Huashan Hospital.”

”And I think coming to Huashan Hospital will be better for your development!” Cao Qiheng’s voice was sincere, coming from the heart.

Lu Cheng asked, ”I don’t have that idea. Teacher Cao, do you have any other questions?”

Cao Qiheng insisted on getting to the bottom of it because only by finding the wound could it be cleaned: ”Why?”

”Did you completely ignore what I said?” Lu Cheng countered instead of answering.

”You’re still angry.”

Cao Qiheng said, ”Since there’s a knot in your heart, just talk about it. Only by expressing it can we discuss whether there’s a way to solve it.”

”We’re all adults. Adults should never act on impulse, Lu Cheng, you should have understood this a long time ago.”

”Do you want this knot to affect you for a lifetime?”

Lu Cheng said, ”Teacher Cao, you overestimate me. First, I don’t have a knot in my heart, or maybe I did, but it’s been untied.”

”Secondly, you underestimate me. Even if there was a knot, it wouldn’t affect me for a lifetime.”

”I’m hanging up, I’m working!”

”Lu Cheng, wait a minute.” Cao Qiheng still tried.

Lu Cheng lost his temper: ”Are you done? Are you a three-year-old child? Do you want me to coax you?”

Cao Qiheng was silent.

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In a hotel in Rongcheng, after hanging up the phone, Cao Qiheng started listening to a recording.

After listening to the recording of his conversation with Lu Cheng about two times, Cao Qiheng frowned deeply.

From the conversation with Lu Cheng, he couldn’t find any reason for Lu Cheng’s anger. Or rather, Cao Qiheng didn’t discover the ”knot symptom” he suspected!

Instead, he realized that Lu Cheng might actually not want to be an orthopedic doctor anymore.

So, the current situation at Huashan Hospital, where resources are more concentrated in orthopedics, holds no attraction for Lu Cheng.

That’s not right. If Lu Cheng is not interested in orthopedics, then why did he develop so many suturing techniques?

Of course, Cao Qiheng had friends, so after a while, he invited a few colleagues and friends from Xiangya Hospital’s trauma surgery department out for a late-night snack.

Cao Qiheng is a seasoned attending doctor, yet still part of the younger generation. The other colleagues he knew from outside hospitals were also of the younger generation.

Their time is free and not valuable, so inviting them out without a big shot is quite easy.

The same was true for the younger generation of hand surgery doctors.

So, an hour later, Cao Qiheng got the answer from Gu Yanlin, an attending doctor in the hand surgery department at Xiangya Hospital.

But this answer crushed Cao Qiheng’s conviction on the spot.

Cao Qiheng didn’t erupt, but an attending from Huaxi Hospital slammed the table and lost his temper: ”Are you kidding internationally?”

”Original suturing techniques just to make money through competitions? Are you out of your mind?”

”If you don’t want to say, then don’t make things up.”

Gu Yanlin glanced at him and said calmly: ”Yes, you know it, you all know it. If you’re so clear, just believe your own reasons, okay?”

”Why are you asking here?”

Gu Yanlin wasn’t putting up with it.

Being an attending from Huaxi Hospital might intimidate some people, but not those sitting in attendance.

We came out for a late-night snack with friends. Willing to tell you gossip, and you lose your temper?

The other two attendings from Xiangya Hospital’s trauma surgery department quickly mediated: ”Hey, Brother Lin, don’t be angry, don’t be angry, we’re all brothers here.”

”Brother Chu, don’t get so agitated. What Brother Lin said must be the truth, or at least from his perspective, it couldn’t be exaggerated.”

Gu Yanlin crossed his legs and said calmly: ”I’m not angry. I just don’t want to be attacked for no reason.”

Cao Qiheng pondered deeply and asked politely: ”Brother Lin, did he come up with a few original techniques for competitions? That bold? Who taught him to do that?”

Gu Yanlin said: ”I don’t know either, but according to my department head, this ’money-making method’ was taught by an associate professor at Xiangya Second Hospital.”

A few minutes later, the group, whose conviction was shattered, reached this conclusion.

”Chen Song, that bastard!!”

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Lu Cheng didn’t dare to set his phone to Do Not Disturb mode, so upon seeing a call from an unknown location, he decisively hung up.

While on duty, if there was something clinical to address him about, it would at least be from the local area.

For numbers from other provinces, no matter how high in rank, they weren’t immediate managers, so they were irrelevant.

Lu Cheng was in the lounge, speechless the whole night.

Every place’s night will eventually turn into a night of silence.

The next day, Lu Cheng handed over his shift early, and after participating in a ward round, he ”obediently” followed Director Du Qiang’s order to go straight home after work.

After a short nap at home, he drove onto the highway, heading directly to Ji City.

Meanwhile, as Lu Cheng was on his way to Ji City, Chen Song’s phone was bombarded with calls.

”Yes, it’s me, teacher, my name is Chen Song.” Although Chen Song was unclear why some colleagues his age kept calling him, after being cursed at so many times, he understood the reason.

His mind also became clear about it.

”What does it matter to you how I teach my students?” Chen Song blurted a curse.

”Do you think you’re a big deal as an associate professor? Do your parents know?”

”How great of an associate professor are you?”

Chen Song and the person on the other end started arguing fiercely, his chin raised towards the light: ”Oh? You’re so great, so what? Did I wet my pants?”

”Someone who doesn’t know might think you’re a candidate for an academician?”

”So what? In what aspect can you defeat me?”

”The students I teach make money from competitions. If you’re not happy, let your students challenge them!”

”Come on, come on... Tell me, who’s your teacher? Give your teacher the phone!”

”Tell me, what’s your name? Go on.”

After the other side mumbled for a while, Chen Song cursed: ”Coward, just spewing shit without daring to leave a name!”

”I’m Chen Song, Chen Song from Xiangya Second Hospital, so what?”

”Are you feeling honored?”

”Your parents gave birth to you, and you forget your own name? If I’d known, you should’ve been shot on the wall instead.”

The other party didn’t expect Chen Song to erupt so fiercely.

He truly lived up to the phrase ”bastard.”

Chen Song was equally fuming inside!

Damn, others were beaten by people endorsed by Lu Cheng, and when they investigated, they cursed Chen Song. Once or twice, Chen Song could bear it.

But how could Chen Song always tolerate it?

Even if the other party was a disciple of an academician, if they cursed Chen Song like this, as long as Chen Song didn’t insult their mentor or elders, even a god couldn’t stop the other party from spewing crap!

Xiang Dongshan taught like this, and it had always been done this way.