Chapter 713 - 355: Are You Still Living in the Past?

Lu Cheng conveyed to the family about transferring to ICU. Although they hesitated a bit, they eventually agreed.

First, the loved one isn't dead yet; the surgery is over, and transferring to ICU is safer.

Second, Lu Cheng mentioned that not transferring is possible, but the risks are higher.

When Lu Cheng returned to the operating room, only Brother Zhang Boyuan was staying behind.

Upon seeing Lu Cheng, Zhang Boyuan immediately sent a voice message in the group: "Lu Cheng is back."

Then he looked up: "Director Lu."

"Brother Zhang, just call me Xiao Lu or Lu Cheng. Although we aren't true brothers in apprenticeship, it's a worldly inevitability."

"The teacher's sudden departure wasn't his wish."

"At least, the teacher gave me a definite answer."

"Even though he didn't tell me directly," Lu Cheng said.

Zhang Boyuan's expression and gaze became complicated, silent for a while, before he said, "But I thought she was you, never imagined you'd play such a tricky move."

Back then, Lu Cheng didn't think of contacting senior brothers at Huashan Hospital; it was Mu Nanshu who did it for him.

Zhang Boyuan didn't know the person opposite wasn't Lu Cheng.

"Then Brother Zhang needn't be apprehensive. We can still be called senior brothers," Lu Cheng confidently said.

"At least, privately, we can call each other that."

Professor Dong Qilang from Huashan Hospital had the impression of Lu Cheng being someone he showed favor to, but Lu Cheng never had the chance to reciprocate.

He had agreed, but before the retest commenced, he collapsed at work, and everyone scattered.

"Alright then."

Zhang Boyuan said, "Honestly, I'm not a hypocritical person. With Director Lu as a big tree, I'm also willing to shamelessly rely on it..."

Soon, Chen Song and a few others returned, surrounding Lu Cheng immediately and bombarding him with various questions.

Surgeries like spleen preservation and liver functional reconstruction are absolute essentials in hepatobiliary and splenic surgery. Anyone who can learn them will only want to learn.

So much so, Chen Song was somewhat confused, wanting to drag Lu Cheng directly to the animal test room.

Lu Cheng understood Professor Chen Song's excitement, but he couldn't become complacent: "Teacher Chen, we are still on duty?"

"If you want to go, you can visit the animal lab with Professor Xue."

"But there's no liver and gall model for animals though..."

"There is, however, a reproductive dysfunction animal model..."

Chen Song completely lost his mystery and profundity: "Without a model, what am I supposed to do with an egg?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Chen Song.

It seemed like something was wrong, yet it seemed perfectly fine.

Chen Song realized his words were odd, but his heart felt like it was being scratched by kittens incessantly...

He couldn't be bothered to explain any further.

Once the group calmed down, Lu Cheng arranged, "Teacher Chen, Professor Xue, Dai Linfang, did you forget something?"

"Currently, our Liver Preservation and Spleen Preservation surgeries are not formally documented!"

"And based on this, talking about doing the Functional Reconstruction Skill, isn't it a bit premature?"

"Jumping too high could lead to a disastrous fall."

"Anyway, the technology is here; we'll proceed slowly. There's no rush at the moment."

Dai Linfang: "Isn't it you fishing?"

"Don't babble - you have two days to tidy up the theoretical part and send it to me."

Chen Song unabashedly said: "Why send it to you first?"

"Send it to me first. I'll review it and then say something after modifications. Let's not make fools of ourselves."

In this world, identifying oneself is self-assigned.

Chen Song is simply a teacher.

Dai Linfang knew Chen Song's significance in Lu Cheng's mind and dared not directly oppose: "Shall we revise it together then?"

Lu Cheng replied: "Two days?"

"Are you taking me for a sow, or is this Functional Reconstruction Skill a cabbage?"

"I go into the field, take a knife to chop, and get you a hundred heads?"

"In less than a month, these theories won't settle."

"Moreover, if you want to understand, you'll need to explore deeply with other hand surgical professors."

"These reconstructive functions are based on the motor and sensory function reconstruction in hand surgery."

"It's based on the motor-sensory reconstruction in hand surgery that we have the reconstruction of visceral secretion and immune functions..."

The group fell silent.

Lu Cheng then, sly and grinning, asked kindly: "Professor Xue? How do you intend to proceed?"

Xue Yunfei suddenly sharp, laughing so hard his chin nearly fractured from the force: "Director Lu, what do I plan?"

"I await Director Lu's orders!~"

"I am an iron tool person, everyone in our department calls me Old Iron, everyone can call me that in the future."

Goodness.

These words, 'Old Iron,' become a nickname for you too.

However, Chen Song and the others didn't mock Xue Yunfei.

It's not that Xue Yunfei lacks integrity; it's Lu Cheng who is more shameless and unreasonable.

...

The group one after another stepped out of the operating room.

Lu Cheng started to 'order' in his own way: "Teacher Chen, you are my teacher, I'll be frank, actually, seeking your help has two main goals."

"One is doing a project, and the other is division of labor in data collection."

"Now, during my duty, only Dai Linfang and I can somewhat manage, so many patients can't be examined in time..."

"This data collection rate is unbearably slow."

"So?"

With a wave of his hand, Chen Song laughed and said: "We just discussed this, didn't we? I am an old iron tool person."