Chapter 51 Suspected Relatives
Su Meng: "Go ahead!"
He poured out one, brought it close to smell it, his eyes lit up, and he brought it close again to smell it.
She was so surprised that even the wrinkles around her eyes were beaming with joy.
He carefully placed the pills into the bottle, gazing at it with longing. "These are truly rare and excellent medicines! Several of the main ingredients are over a hundred years old."
Did you pick them yourself deep in the mountains?
Su Meng smiled without saying a word, adhering to the principle of reciprocity, picked up the bottle and handed it over: "Mr. Mo, this is for you! Thank you for your equipment!"
This medicine comes in a bottle containing two pills.
If she didn't have a spatial ability, it would be difficult to gather raw materials of this quality.
Old Mo stroked the medicine bottle, hesitated for a moment, and then accepted it with a smile, "Thank you very much, young friend! I'll be greedy this once."
The others looked at Old Mo with envy.
Especially men who wear black-rimmed glasses.
The envy, jealousy, and hatred in his eyes were most obvious, so much so that the man on the hospital bed immediately glanced at him with a wary look.
He was so frightened that his knees buckled and he almost knelt down.
His hand involuntarily went to touch his neck.
Thank goodness! Thank goodness!
There was no bleeding.
The neck wasn't broken.
The man indifferently withdrew his gaze, which then swept over Su Meng.
He didn't understand why Lin Xi, who hadn't concealed her hostility and rejection when they first met, suddenly became gentle and protective.
Before he could figure it out, several silver needles fell, and his consciousness went dark.
Su Meng's specialty is traditional Chinese medicine, and she has never performed surgery for hemothorax.
She smiled and presented the scalpel to Mo Hengyu with both hands, saying, "Mr. Mo, thank you for your hard work!"
Mo Hengyu raised an eyebrow. He saw that Su Meng's first-aid kit was fully equipped and assumed she would do it herself. He smiled and asked, "Are you trying to slack off?"
Su Meng shook her head and said honestly, "I dare not!"
Although I know the theoretical knowledge, I have never performed this kind of surgery or seen it done in practice.
Therefore, she dared not be presumptuous, nor did she dare to harm this person who seemed to be a relative.
Mo Hengyu paused for a moment, then took the scalpel, laughed, and began to operate, explaining carefully as he went.
The carriage was quiet except for Old Mo's voice and the suppressed breathing of the passengers.
When it came to the final step of securing the equipment, Su Meng readily took over, saying, "Mr. Mo, thank you for your hard work! I'll do this."
Mo Hengyu nodded, "Young people should be like you, knowing what they know and admitting what they don't know."
Kobayashi, you're probably deliberately trying to make this old man look foolish, aren't you?
He didn't believe that Su Meng could accurately diagnose the illness but couldn't perform surgery; she must have been deliberately trying to save face for him.
Su Meng smiled and said, "What you learn from books is never enough. After receiving your hands-on instruction, I will definitely not hold back next time."
Mo Hengyu smiled and pointed at her with his finger, then turned his gaze back to her small wooden box.
"It's good for young people to be humble, but it's not good if they go too far."
Judging from the completeness and quality of your scalpels, you must be a highly skilled surgeon.
Like I said before, come see me at the hospital when you're ready to settle down.
He still wanted to recruit Su Meng into Shanghai First Hospital.
Su Meng smiled modestly, "Thank you, Elder Mo!"
The male doctor next to him, wearing black-rimmed glasses, looked at Mo Hengyu with disdain and resentment when he heard that Mo Hengyu had actually invited the unknown Su Meng to the First Affiliated Hospital of Shanghai.
He smiled and stepped forward, giving Su Meng a few provocative glances. "May I ask which school Dr. Lin graduated from? And who was your mentor?"
Su Meng saw through his intentions at a glance. She calmly packed her things and said, "I am not very knowledgeable and have only learned a little bit on my own. Please forgive my ignorance."
When she was learning medicine from her maternal grandfather, she only studied traditional Chinese medicine diagnosis and acupuncture. She didn't have time to learn surgery before the situation became unstable.
Later, she used her spare time to study Western medicine intermittently for a few years.
Thinking that my grandfather had been gone for more than ten years without any news, my heart suddenly felt heavy.
Mo Hengyu, considering the current situation and observing Su Meng's gloomy expression, imagined a scenario that was pretty much the same.
He reached out to interrupt the man's words, patted Su Meng's shoulder, and sighed, "Everything will be alright!"
This time, Su Meng did not leave with Mo Hengyu and the others; instead, she stayed with a doctor surnamed Cheng to look after the patient.
Dr. Chen wore silver-rimmed glasses, was refined and tall, and had a cool and aloof demeanor when he wasn't smiling, but when he smiled, he was approachable and charming, like the boy next door.
"Dr. Lin, did you also just return from studying abroad?"
Upon hearing this, Su Meng was somewhat surprised. She subconsciously touched her face and jokingly said, "How did you know? Was I that obvious?"
Dr. Chen's thin lips parted, revealing a stunning beauty, like a summer flower in full bloom.
He pointed to the small wooden box, "Some of your equipment isn't available in China. I happened to use it when I was studying in Switzerland."
I see!
Those instruments were not actually available in China; rather, they were small things that she painstakingly crafted and assembled in the space based on her memory.
She readily admitted, "Yes! Those things were made by craftsmen that I commissioned. As you know, they can't be brought back."
Even if you can buy some advanced equipment abroad, you will definitely be stopped at customs.
Dr. Cheng shared the sentiment, her tone tinged with regret: "Who says otherwise! I once bought a CT scanner in the name of my family, but... it was stopped."
Hearing this, Su Meng exclaimed in distress, "This is outrageous! If it could be brought back, it would fill the gap in the domestic medical field."
The two have similar experiences and the same interests.
Soon, the two were able to talk about anything.
From the disappointments of the CT scan to the patients' conditions in the carriage, and then to their own areas of expertise, they gathered together and chatted enthusiastically.
Wu Yanru initially joined in with great enthusiasm, but as their conversation became increasingly unfamiliar and profound, she eventually fell asleep on the side, feeling rather dejected.
When Huo Zhenhua walked in, he saw Su Meng and a man huddled together in the quiet carriage, squatting at the connecting area between the carriages and chatting intimately.
He coughed lightly, and when no one reacted, he frowned.
How can a young girl like her not know how to keep her distance from men?
He stared at her smiling face, feeling inexplicably irritated.
Thinking of the awkwardness of their first meeting and her nonchalant attitude afterwards, my heart ached.
She didn't take it to heart at all!
No wonder he said "we owe each other nothing" so easily.
He looked away, glanced at the man lying on the hospital bed, and saw that his fingers seemed to twitch. He then walked over to him.
"Don't move!"
He was about to reach out and tuck the blanket in when he heard Su Meng's voice.
Oh!
This woman didn't fail to see him; she simply ignored him.
Huo Zhenhua was thinking this to himself, completely forgetting that Su Meng was dressed as a man and naturally wouldn't come close to him.
He turned to look at the woman and man walking towards him, one in front of the other, and asked expressionlessly, "How is he?"
Su Meng: "The surgery was a success! Take good care of yourself, and you should be fine in three or four months."
After saying that, she couldn't help but ask, "How could he be so badly injured? His ribs almost pierced his heart."
Huo Zhenhua's expression froze, his fingers curled tightly together, and his magnetic voice became even deeper, "He was hit by falling rocks while trying to save me."
In fact, it was due to the second landslide.
In the critical moment, he was only concerned with pushing the crowd away, and he didn't have time to dodge himself.
Just when he thought he was about to die on the spot, Xie Mian pushed him away with great force.
"His name is Xie Mian, and he's from our Southeast Military Region. Thank you!"
Su Meng's heart skipped a beat, and the words "Xie Mian" kept repeating in her mind.
She remembered that her father was Su Mianzhi, whose courtesy name was Mianzhi.
Her maternal grandfather's surname was Xie.
Will he be my father?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
