Full-time Doctor

Because of the age, although Jin Xuan discovered that there are traces of tampering in Mu's ID information, most of the past data has been annihilated, and it is very difficult to restore it. Therefore, the investigation in this area was suspended and other breakthroughs were found instead, such as The Doctor’s Qualification Association, etc. It's just that this information is very trivial and requires long-term screening and sorting, and it will be difficult to have systematic results for a while.

Fortunately, Mu didn't seem malicious to Wu Chenghe. He was clear and strict, but he was very protective in private, so Jin Xuan was not too anxious.

After the quarterly exams, the mainland of Dunkirk ushered in the coldest season of the year. The first snow fell in the Twin Cities, and the weather became cold and refreshing. The "weather" of the medical school was also due to the "weather" of the dean. "Serious management" becomes cold and refreshing.

Mu did what he said. Since the last time the whole hospital spoke, he has ordered everyone to strictly implement various rules and regulations, ranging from teaching management to small restaurant hygiene. Once violated, he will be severely punished and not loaned, making students and teachers alike. Even Miss Lancer, who complained at first, felt regretful.

Wu Chenghe is considered to be more disciplined among the students. He also hit the gun several times. Once he was criticized by the class because he didn't write his full name in his pathology homework (he wrote the last name); once he was criticized by the whole class because he had half a cup of food left. Juice was listed as one of the "least welcome people" by the restaurant; another time, he was fined 20 federal dollars for not having a school badge in class.

An honest person like him can win so many bids, let alone others. Everyone felt that life was a bit unsuccessful, and they couldn't fault it—Mu had to deal with it according to the hospital's rules. So everyone can only curse that the person who wrote the rules of the hospital at the beginning is simply a brain-dead.

Except for this, other aspects of Wu Chenghe's life went very smoothly. Since he got the permission to enter and exit the experimental center, he has to go in and around every day, record the working conditions of the automatic sweeper, and fish by the way. Although he had gone to the medical department for eight years in his previous life, after all, after hundreds of years, the development of science and technology cannot be the same, and there is a lot of supplementary knowledge, especially in applied medicine.

The first time he touched the laboratory plus a small stove on the weekend, he met Mu. At that time, he was looking for a cure loophole in a CPR robot used by senior students. He just tried to put his thinking tentacles into the robot's brain, and he felt like A cold breath approached from behind, and then Mu's low voice: "Did you find the problem?"

Wu Chenghe was startled, and hurriedly withdrew his tentacles back and opened his eyes: "The dean of the courtyard!"

Mu gave him a blank expression, and said, "It's a reflection of the cortical layer of the left hemisphere of the brain caused by mental stimulation."

"Oh oh." Wu Chenghe hurriedly mobilized the holographic endoscopic system to scan the cortical layer of the left hemisphere of the CPR robot. Unfortunately, he couldn't find the problem he said for a long time. As soon as he was about to ask for advice, he listened to Mu sneered: "What are you looking for! What I said? It's not CPR, I'm talking about you! Did you do anything shameful? Why did you stammer when you saw me?"

A drop of cold sweat hung on Wu Chenghe’s head. Only then did he realize that he was not instructing himself just now, but mocking his stutter-the human language center is controlled by the cerebral cortex, right-handed people are left-brained, and left-handed people are right-brained. Once frightened, the cortex will conditioned and stutter.

"I, I, I... This is what they used. I will observe it a little bit before returning to zero." Wu Chenghe couldn't control his cerebral cortex as soon as he saw him, and continued to stutter, "I'm sorry I violated the rules..."

"The brainstem lesion has not been completely removed." Mu Leng interrupted him, saying, "The system is bright red indicating that the result of the operation is incomplete, and the patient may relapse within one to two years."

"Huh?" Wu Chenghe took a moment to realize that this time he was talking about the CPR robot, busy expanding the three-dimensional projection of the brainstem, and he found a faint red dot flickering under the brainstem.

"This location is too close to the brainstem. Once the microparticle knife cuts too deep, even if it is only a tenth of a micrometer, it may cause permanent damage to the brain." Mu pulled his head and taught him to observe the lesion, almost cutting his The face is stuffed into the holographic system, "So the average doctor treats this kind of case more conservatively, and would rather not deal with it all at once, and don't dare to enter it when it recurs."

Wu Chenghe didn't have much contact with brain surgery in his previous life, but he also knew the truth, and tentatively asked, "So it makes sense for them to deal with it this way?"

"Yes, it makes sense. In this way, doctors will take much less risk. If everything is too much, they will be in big trouble if they are paralyzed or lose their memory after being off the operating table." Mu loosened his hand. , Said, "So there are many doctors in the world, but there are not many qualified. Most of the people standing by the operating table are actually choppy."

Wu Chengheyu, who has never heard of such a cruel map gun in his life, smoothed his hair and said, "You can't say that...they are also good for the patient. After all, the brain is not better than others. It is a good thing to be conservative."

"Hey!" Mu sneered, and said, "Be conservative? What is conservative? On the operating table, the essence of conservative is incompetence! It is the incompetence that cannot fully control the case!"

"Yes, but the accuracy of the instrument has its limit. No one can control the lesion 100%." ​​Wu Chenghe unconsciously argued with him, "For example, endoscopic systems, such as micro-light knives, have maximum accuracy limits. …"

"If we are to rely entirely on machines, what do we want doctors to do?" Mu asked, "We can replace doctors with AI. Their accuracy can be matched with light knives, and it is many times more accurate than human eyes and hands."

Wu Chenghe was dumbfounded. After nearly a thousand years of development in science and technology, artificial intelligence has been quite developed. Many simple diagnoses and surgeries have been operated by AI robots these days, but high-precision surgeries still rely on humans to perform. As many scientists in the previous life asserted, no matter how precise AI is, it cannot replace humans in many ways.

"A good doctor, the most precious quality is intuition." Mu said, "Intuition is a comprehensive concept, including knowledge, experience, talent, etc.. A qualified doctor, when standing on the operating table, must I can use my intuition to lead the entire operation and control the audience."

He poked Wu Chenghe's head with a finger: "Although you are moving your hand, it is here that really moves, you understand kid?"

"Uh." Wu Chenghe was poked by him and took a step back, "I see."

"This is just an ordinary CPR robot, which simulates normal humans. In fact, we will encounter many cases of supernatural beings. Their brains are more complex and involve many high-latitude structures that humans cannot control. If you only rely on instruments, it will be It's better to let them die directly." Mu continued, "There are guides, not to mention, their brains are like a multi-dimensional maze, and it is a disaster for those who eat food."

Wu Chenghe nodded. He had seen two supernatural specimens. The guide was so rare that there were no specimens even in places like Aston Medical School.

"So if you want to be an excellent doctor, you must learn to exercise your brain. You can't just rely on hands. That's a butcher." Mu closed the CPR robot, looked at Wu Chenghe's thoughtful eyes, and raised her brows. There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he still poked his heart when he said it, "Forget it, why should I tell you this with your IQ? It's a waste of feelings. It's good that most people's talents can be mixed up. So as an idiot, don’t ask yourself too much, or you’ll crash.” He took out a few federal coins in his pocket and threw it to him, “Go, do what you can, run errands, and buy it for me. One nutrient, plus a cup of coffee, and the remaining money buys some spinach juice for myself to replenish my brain. Every time I see your dazed expression, I think this school is like a waste wood concentration camp!"

Wu Chenghe was accustomed to his various blows, said "thank you" calmly, and went to the vending machine with the money. Mu watched his back disappear outside the door, his slender fingers flicked the CPR robot's forehead, and said to himself: "Good aptitude and good foundation, but he is still too tender. Where did he learn so many ancient Technique? It's like a mummy that cheats the corpse..."

After that, Wu Chenghe found that as long as he went to the laboratory, he could meet Mu five or six times out of ten. Every time, Mu would ridicule him first, then explain to him carefully, and finally beat him a few words routinely, and then treat him to a meal by throwing him a face of money. Sometimes when giving extra lessons to senior students on weekends, Mu would have people call Wu Chenghe, and let him stand by and watch him in the name of doing miscellaneous work, handing over something to clean up the countertop and so on, by the way.

As for his unauthorized use of laboratory resources under the rules of the hospital, Mu was blind directly and did not mention it.

Wu Chenghe was grateful to him for his guidance, but at the same time he became more and more confused. Mu's guidance to him seemed like a hammer and a stick, but after a long period of time, he could still see the pertinence, that is, exercise his intuition. As a guide, intuition is basically equivalent to consciousness. After Mu’s guidance, Wu Chenghe clearly felt that his application of consciousness has reached a higher level, and the sensitivity of thinking tentacle has also been greatly improved. It takes a long time to find the problem in the lab homework of, and now it is marked faster than the substitute teacher.

Wu Chenghe didn't know if this was a crooked beating, or whether Mu had planned it from the beginning. If it was the latter, it would be horrifying—has Mu already seen that he is a guide and only adopted such a method to guide him?

And how is this kind of guidance method summed up? If he is just an ordinary person, how can he be able to guide a guide to improve his consciousness?

This thought made Wu Chenghe's heart frightened. He began to deliberately inquire about Mu's situation. As in the legend, the dean is a workaholic, staying in the office or in the laboratory every day, or going to the affiliated hospital for rounds. He has no relatives, no lover, and few friends. He doesn’t get too close to anyone, and he doesn’t participate in any social activities. Even the secretary and deputy dean who are closest to him only know his dormitory on campus, not his off campus. residence.

His life is so simple and so mysterious, simple, because he is at work 80% of the time, and mysterious, because no one knows what he is doing for the remaining 20%.

Wu Chenghe sometimes even wondered if he was also a guide? Because only a guide can avoid being close to anyone in this way. Normal people, even those with supernatural powers, can't be as solitary as Mu, and even a celibate like Jin Che has raised a Jinxuan for himself.

But he finally overthrew his suspicion that the guide could not live in a crowded place like a medical school. Apart from anything else, the light-hiding quantum beast was a big problem. Moreover, adult guides will emit pheromones when they meet compatible people. Mu is forty-nine years old, and it is impossible not to be in heat for decades unless he castrates himself. But he applied for artificial insemination, which shows that his body is normal and does not inhibit reproductive capacity.

Maybe he is just a weird person... Wu Chenghe only came to such a conclusion in the end.

Time slipped slowly, and the semester was about to end in a blink of an eye. One evening near the final exam, Wu Cheng-hyuk received a call from Yuna. Commander Hannibal ended the military exercises in Cecilia and came to the capital to report to the president. Let him meet at the hotel where he is staying tomorrow night.

I didn't see the cheap father for half a year. Wu Chenghe's impression of him was a little blurred. They had passed a few conversations when they first started school. Later, when Hannibal went to the Cemetery for a closed exercise, they never contacted him again.

After class the next afternoon, Wu Chenghe changed his clothes and took the bus to the Empire Hotel where Hannibal stayed. This is the highest standard hotel under the Federal Army. It has a strict security system. All senior military and political officials who are released will stay in the capital when they return to the capital. it's here.

Marlowe had arrived when he entered the suite, and was sitting on the sofa in front of the window talking to Hannibal. I haven't seen him for half a year, Hannibal hasn't changed much, he still looks so majestic and full of energy.

"Xia Li, come and let me see you." As soon as Wu Chenghe entered, Hannibal stood up and smiled and waved to him.

"Dad." Wu Chenghe said naturally when he faced him. The corners of Hannibal's mouth smiled deeper, and his sturdy arms stretched out and hugged him in his arms. He hugged him hard and said, "Well, why are you so thin? Are you busy with homework?"

Hannibal was wearing a light gray casual shirt with a nice aftershave scent. Wu Cheng-hye hugged him back politely, but he couldn't wait for a long time to let go. He couldn't help but feel a faint sense of disobedience, and his body was a little stiff. Hannibal took a breathless breath, let go of him, and lightly kissed him on his left cheek, like an older father doting on his young son, touched his head, and said, "Isn't he growing taller? Less, more like a man."

Wu Chenghe is still not accustomed to Western-style kisses, so he touched his face subconsciously and smiled: "I have always been a man."

Before Hannibal spoke, Marlowe sneered and said, "Look in the mirror before saying this next time."

Wu Chenghe had expected that he was going to taunt himself. This time he came prepared and took out a box of Portuguese egg tarts that Jin Xuan had baked last night: "Do you still like the last biscuits? I brought you a special egg tart. , It's delicious."

Marlowe Black Line, the super-fat snack like egg tarts is simply poison to him! But the scavenger cat behind him has already rushed over as if he had met his relatives, circling around Wu Chenghe's legs, trying to use his front paws to reach the box in his hand from time to time.

"No... no more," Marlowe said, struggling. The cat petrified, and then furious, rushed back with a "wheeze", with an expression of "Dare to refuse me, I will die you", barring its fangs, and making a "huh" sound.

Marlowe was furious by it, and couldn't really choke it to death. He glared at him for a moment, gritted his teeth to pick up the box, and tried his best to maintain a cold expression: "Forget it, you have brought it all, I will reluctantly accept it. ."

Wu Chenghe smiled kindly, holding the box without letting go: "No thanks."

This is entirely a reminder. Marlow grinds his teeth and has to say, "Thank you!" Wu Chenghe let go: "I don't have to say no, what are you doing so politely."

Hannibal watched the two sons fighting wits and courage, couldn't help but laugh, and said: "Okay Xia Li, don't worry about Marlowe, they have a physical test at the end of the term and they must control their diet." He was also Aston University back then. Graduates from the School of Strategy know the school system very well.

Wu Chenghe smiled and sat aside, and said, "It doesn't matter if you eat less, it's good to see if you don't eat."

Marlow stared at him, trying his best to suppress the foodie who wanted to rebel. Hannibal smiled and released his black chestnut eagle, and asked it to help calm his son's hungry carnivore, and said, "I already know about the Baron brothers. You have dealt with it very well." Turning to Marlow, he said: " No matter what you do next time, as long as it involves Xia Li, you must communicate with him in advance and don't make your own claim."

Marlowe reluctantly said: "I see."

Hannibal turned to Wu Cheng-hyuk again: "You have a good temper. In the future, you will discuss things with Marlowe so as not to lose money. Although this is the capital, I am the commander of the voyage army after all. I don't need my son to hold his breath to protect himself, understand? "

In Marlowe, Wu Chenghe had already experienced the tough style of the Yuanhang Army, and said obediently: "I see."

It’s been a long time since Hannibal didn’t say anything, and asked a few words about their study, and said to Marlow: "Your dean is an old friend of mine. I talked to him about your study. He has a high opinion of you."

The corner of Marlow's mouth couldn't be restrained and turned upwards, saying: "I will continue to work hard at the end of the term."

"Very good." Hannibal patted him on the shoulder and said to Wu Chenghe, "You, your dean, I don't know very well, and I asked a few comrades in arms, but also said that I can't talk to him. How is he treating you? "

With a personality like Mu, there are probably not many people who can talk to him even in the medical world, let alone the military. Wu Chenghe said: "He is very good to me and takes good care of him."

"Well, or I'll just invite him to meet." Hannibal was still worried, and called the secretary. "Yona, make an appointment with Dean Mu for me. Let's have a meal together tonight. Have a chat."

Yuna said yes, and he said again: "By the way, in the name of the director of Gabriel First Hospital, I would like to give him a greeting and say that he is welcome to go to Gabriel for academic exchanges."

"Yes."

Wu Chenghe was not optimistic about his invitation. Mu was notoriously cold. Except for gatherings of well-known experts in the industry, he would not participate in other entertainment. Even the commander of the Yuanhang Army, I am afraid he would not be invited to his old man.

Unexpectedly, Yuna came back a few minutes later and reported: "It has been arranged. Dean Mu said he will be there in an hour."

Wu Chenghe was so surprised, even Maro looked surprised. Hannibal nodded and said, "The time is just right, then let's wait for him. You can make a reservation for the restaurant."

"Yes." Yuna paused and reminded, "Commander, the lady gave Miss Lancer a gift when she left, and said that you would take care of her. Would you like to invite her to the dinner?"

"No need." When mentioning the cheating sister-in-law, Hannibal frowned unconsciously, "I am afraid that her presence will ruin everyone's mood. I will explain to the wife when I turn back. You can ask the special service below to send the gift to her. Okay, don’t take my greetings."

Yuna responded and left. Hannibal said: "Xia Li, I have heard about her complaint about you. Next time she is so ignorant, please tell me and I will let Liliz go and tell her. Adults’ affairs are handled by adults, you don’t have to Over-accommodating her"

Wu Chenghe actually didn't feel the girl at all. In terms of lethality, she was not as good as the Baron brothers. It didn't matter, "It's nothing."

Marlowe is not good at accusing his little aunt, but he has always been very dissatisfied with Miss Lancer. Hearing this, he snorted in his nose and said, "You are really a Virgin."

Hannibal sideways him, saying: "People are different from people. Xia Li is broad-minded. This is his advantage. People's energy is limited. You don't need to be overly distracted by things that are not worth noting. Marlow, this He is better than you.” He knows Wu Chenghe’s stubbornness very well. Some people seem soft and well-behaved on the surface, but they give way to everything. In fact, they just disdain to waste energy on trivial things. They are in principle. They tend to be more persistent than those who seem to be strong on the surface.

Marlowe was a bit dissatisfied with his praise of Wu Chenghe many times tonight, but still humbly accepted his father's teaching: "I see."

An hour later, when Mu Ruyue arrived, he was still in the iconic black, black shirt, black trousers and black leather shoes. He only wore a dark blue tie, which looked slightly brighter.

Hannibal had no idea that he was so young as the dean. He was shocked before shaking hands with him: "Thank you for taking the time to come. Xia Li said that you are very busy. I'm afraid to interrupt your work."

"Just in time." Mu's attitude was unprecedentedly gentle, with a rare smile on the corner of her mouth, "Thank you for your invitation, Commander."

Hannibal looked at his face for a moment in a daze, then hesitated: "Where have we met? Mr. Dean, how do I think you are so kind?"

Mu Dan smiled silently, and after a while, Maruo looked at Wu Chenghe and said, "How do I think you guys are a bit like?"

Hannibal looked at Wu Chenghe and suddenly said, "No wonder, Xia Li looks a bit like Mr. Dean...Where are you from?"

"Really? It's the first time someone said that." Mu's eyes showed an imperceptible coldness, "I grew up in the capital of Dunkel, and lived in York City before university."

"Oh, Xia Li was born in the Yuanhang Army. That should be a coincidence." Hannibal didn't bother with this, and said with a smile.