After listening to what Dean Su said, Song Lan felt both amused and helpless: "I promise I won't stand you up, but only if you still want me two years from now."
However, at this moment, I must first thank you for your high regard for me!
Having its own laboratory, fully equipped, is naturally the best thing.
If she really does go to work at the Beijing Military Region General Hospital in the future, then there will be many more things she can do.
Song Lan thought to herself.
After all, the Machinery Factory Staff Hospital is indeed incomparable to the Beijing Military Region General Hospital in every aspect.
Regardless of other factors, in terms of surgical equipment alone, it is far inferior.
For example, major surgeries such as neurosurgery and cardiac surgery were simply not performed at the machinery factory's staff hospital.
It could even be said that the equipment and facilities of the machinery factory's staff hospital, which was affiliated with the steel factory's staff hospital, were incomparable to those of the Beijing Military Region General Hospital.
If she receives a job transfer two years later that requires her to go to the Beijing Military Region General Hospital to pick him up, Song Lan guarantees she will not hesitate.
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Time flies, and after Song Lan's examination, Grandpa Jiang was found to be fully ready to be discharged from the hospital.
Therefore, with Grandpa Jiang discharged from the hospital, Song Lan's temporary transfer came to an end.
She bid farewell to Dean Su that afternoon.
"Leaving this afternoon?"
"Tomorrow at noon."
"If I encounter a difficult surgery, I hope you can come and lend a hand."
"no problem."
Song Lan answered very decisively.
"I really hate to let you go, but you're determined. Your Dean Yu has called me no less than ten times, and just this afternoon, he even called to beg me to let you go back soon."
They said that there are long lines of patients waiting for your appointment at your hospital every day, and they've learned that you're still busy in Beijing.
Many patients came to him, begging him to find a way to bring you back from Beijing as soon as possible; otherwise, they would sit in his office and refuse to leave.
Dean Su paused here, shook his head, and continued with great helplessness: "Your Dean Yu almost cried during the phone call with me at noon today, making it seem as if I were some kind of heinous criminal who had done something to him."
Upon hearing this, Song Lan chuckled: "Aren't you exaggerating a bit? I find it hard to believe that our Dean Yu would do something like that."
"I'm not making this up. If you don't believe me, go back to your hospital and ask your director, Dr. Yu."
Dean Su looked completely at ease.
"I wouldn't dare."
Song Lan smiled, chatted with Dean Su for a few more minutes, then said goodbye and went back to her dormitory to pack her luggage.
Unexpectedly, shortly after she left Dean Su's office, she ran into Dr. Mu in the corridor.
"Looking for Dean Su?"
Song Lan first nodded to the other party as a greeting. Then, assuming that this Dr. Mu had something to discuss with Dean Su, she asked him a question. Before the other party could answer, she said, "He's in his office. I just came out from there."
"Dr. Song, I have a few words to say to you. If it's convenient, let's talk in private."
Mu Ting's expression was slightly serious. He looked straight at Song Lan. Upon hearing this, Song Lan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Of course it's convenient."
Then, she and Mu Ting walked side by side to Song Lan's office.
This was Mu Ting's suggestion.
Since his office was shared by two people, he felt it would be better to talk in Song Lan's office for convenience.
Needless to say, upon arriving at the General Hospital of the Beijing Military Region, Dean Su immediately arranged a private office for Song Lan to ensure that she would not be disturbed during her work.
"You're going back to your old workplace?"
After inviting Mu Ting to sit down, Song Lan heard what the other person was asking.
"Yes, we'll set off tomorrow at noon."
Song Lan responded with a smile.
Staying here is better for you!
Mu Ting didn't beat around the bush; he stated his purpose in seeking out Song Lan directly: to persuade her to stay.
"You heard it from Dean Su, right?"
Song Lan asked with a smile, but did not ask Mu Ting for an answer. She said, "Since Dean Su mentioned to Dr. Mu that I wanted to return to my original unit, he should have also told you the reasons why I had to go back."
With a faint smile on her beautiful face, Song Lan said, "However, I promised Dean Su that if the General Hospital of the Military Region is still willing to accept me in two years, I will definitely come to report for duty then, so that Dr. Mu and I can be colleagues again."
"Staying here is clearly better for your career development, so why do you insist on going back to your original workplace?"
Mu Ting seemed not to hear what Song Lan said. He frowned deeply and said, "This place has the most advanced medical equipment in the country, and it's also equipped with a laboratory. We'll be dealing with far more cases than your old, small workplace..."
Before he could continue, Song Lan interrupted him with a smile: "Dr. Mu, I understand what you mean, but I have reasons to go back."
"Is it because your husband works there?"
Mu Ting's expression was complicated.
"This is only one reason, but it is also the most important one."
Song Lan said, "In my opinion, it doesn't matter where we work. After all, we are doctors, and our duty is to treat and save lives. As long as we can help patients relieve their pain, we have already proven our value."
Of course, I understand that your words came from a place of good intentions, and I thank you for that. However, I... but my decision to return to my original workplace cannot be changed. Therefore, I must apologize to you.
"Need not."
Mu Ting shook his head and said, "I'm just giving you a suggestion. Even if you don't take it, you don't need to apologize to me..."
A simple "sorry" made the two seem too distant!
Upon hearing this, Song Lan was about to say something when Mu Ting's voice rang out again: "Could you leave me your contact information? That way, if I need any advice, I can easily get in touch with you."
"I'll give you my home landline number and my clinic's phone number."
As she spoke, Song Lan took out a pen and paper from the drawer, quickly wrote down two landline numbers, and marked which one was for her home and which one was for her clinic.
Mu Ting put it away and said, "If there's anything you can't buy over there, you can contact me and I'll buy it for you and send it to you here."
"Having enough to eat and enough to live a normal life is already very good. I don't usually buy things casually."
Song Lan spoke naturally; in fact, she doesn't usually spend money recklessly.
Mu Ting's lips twitched, his expression slightly uneasy.
Song Lan looked down and tidied the drawer. Finding no personal belongings inside, she casually closed the drawer, unaware of Mu Ting's change in expression.
"If Dr. Mu has nothing else, let's call it a day, okay..."
Song Lan stood up: "I need to go back to the dormitory to pack my luggage, and then I need to go home and pack the children's things, so that I don't forget anything when I get busy tomorrow noon."
Mu Ting shook his head, indicating that there was nothing else. He then stood up and said, "Take care!"
"Take care, Dr. Mu!"
Song Lan smiled, tidied the desk, then picked up Bao Bao, looked around the office, and said to Mu Ting with a smile, "I've been in this office for a while now, and it's a little hard to leave."
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