Song Lan responded with a smile.
"Thank you! Dr. Song, thank you so much!"
Mu Yaodong sincerely thanked Song Lan.
"Uncle Mu, you're too kind."
Song Lan smiled, then nodded slightly to Mu Yaodong and left the ward with Mu Ting.
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Upon arriving at Mu Ting's office, Song Lan carefully reviewed each film in chronological order. Pointing to the images on the film, she said:
"Based on these images, although the brain tumor hasn't changed significantly, it's undeniable that it's growing over time. My suggestion is..."
Mu Ting listened quietly to her, and after hearing Song Lan's surgical suggestions, he said, "Dr. Song, as a family member, I would like to ask you to be my grandfather's surgeon. Please!"
As the music ended, Mu Ting gave Song Lan a military salute.
"Dr. Mu, you..."
Song Lan paused for a moment, then her eyes calmed down and she said seriously, "In my opinion, you are fully capable of performing this surgery on Grandpa Mu. After all, your professional skills are evident to all, and I also trust your professional ethics."
Upon hearing this, Mu Ting shook his head and said, "Thank you for recognizing my professional skills and qualities, but... but my grandfather is a very important person in my life. Asking me to stand in front of the operating table and personally perform surgery on him, I... I really can't calm down!"
Before Song Lan could respond, he saluted again and said, "I'm counting on you, Dr. Song!"
After silently watching Mu Ting for a moment, Song Lan finally nodded: "Okay, I will perform the surgery for Grandpa Mu."
A smile instantly appeared on Mu Ting's usually cold face: "Shall we go to your office now to get the needle kit?"
"Let's go."
Song Lan had no objection.
Although their offices were not far apart, they were still somewhat far apart.
During the journey, Song Lan and Mu Ting chatted again about the tumor in Old Master Mu's brain, which was related to Old Master Mu's physical condition. After retrieving the needle kit, they didn't linger for a moment and returned to Old Master Mu's ward.
Watching Song Lan administer acupuncture to Old Master Mu, Mu Yaodong and Mu Ting held their breath, afraid of making any noise that might disturb Song Lan.
Time passed slowly, and Song Lan remained focused, her acupuncture technique skillful; anyone watching could tell she was an expert.
"Dad (Grandpa)! Dad (Grandpa) are awake?!"
Song Lan withdrew the last silver needle. On the sickbed, Old Master Mu's eyelids twitched. Then, he slowly opened his eyes and heard Mu Yaodong and Mu Ting's urgent and excited voices.
"What... what's wrong with me?"
After getting a clear look at Mu Yaodong and Mu Ting, Old Master Mu asked a question in a weak voice.
"Dad, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly."
Mu Yaodong sat by the hospital bed, holding the old man's hand, and talked about how the old man had suddenly fainted while taking a walk in the compound that evening, and was rushed to the military general hospital for emergency treatment, and then about what had just happened.
Help me up.
Hearing that Song Lan had used acupuncture to wake him up, Old Master Mu wanted to sit up and personally thank Song Lan.
"Okay, I'll help you."
As Mu Yaodong spoke, he got up to help Old Master Mu.
Mu Ting walked around the hospital bed and helped Grandpa Mu to the other side. After the two of them helped Grandpa Mu sit up against the headboard, before they could say anything, Grandpa Mu looked at Song Lan with loving eyes and asked, "Child, are you Old Chen's granddaughter?"
"Um."
Song Lan smiled and nodded: "My name is Song Lan."
"Your grandfather and I are old friends. In recent years, when we've run into each other... he's often talked to me about his granddaughter who is a very skilled doctor. He also said that his granddaughter... works at the General Hospital of the Military Region in Beijing. When your grandfather talks about you, he's both proud and delighted..."
Grandpa Mu's smile was unusually kind, but he was, after all, a patient. His breath was very weak and intermittent when he spoke, and his spirits were not very good.
To prevent any further mishaps for the old man, Song Lan said, "Grandpa Mu, you have just woken up and need to rest well. You shouldn't talk for too long, otherwise it will make you feel uncomfortable."
"Grandpa Mu will listen to you and won't say anything more... but I must say 'thank you'... Little girl, Grandpa Mu thanks you!"
Grandpa Mu spoke sincerely, and upon hearing this, Song Lan waved her hand, saying, "You're welcome. I'm just doing my duty." Before Grandpa Mu could say anything more, Song Lan gave him a few more instructions, and then said goodbye to Grandpa Mu and his two grandchildren.
Outside the ward.
"Dr. Song..."
Mu Ting called out softly after Song Lan had taken two steps. Hearing his voice, Song Lan stopped, turned around, gave him a smile, and asked, "Does Dr. Mu have something else to say to me?"
"...Be careful on the road!"
After a long silence, Mu Ting slowly uttered a sentence.
"OK."
Song Lan responded, then said, "Dr. Mu, there's no need to worry too much about Grandpa Mu's condition. He'll recover quickly after the surgery."
That's what they say, but Song Lan knows very well that this is all predicated on the premise that Grandpa Mu's brain tumor is benign. Otherwise, the extent to which Grandpa Mu can recover is another matter entirely.
Mu Ting hummed in agreement.
Song Lan waved to him, then looked away and continued walking.
Only after her figure disappeared did Mu Ting turn away and return to the ward.
"Dr. Song is gone?"
Mu Yaodong asked Mu Ting.
"They're gone."
Mu Ting nodded in response.
"You haven't found a partner or gotten married yet, could it be because of Dr. Song?"
Mu Yaodong looked at his eldest son with suspicion.
"..."
Mu Ting was stunned.
"Didn't we already say at home that it's up to Xiaoting whether he gets married or not? Why are you bringing this up again? Are you trying to upset my grandson?!"
Having recovered some of his energy, after hearing what Mu Yaodong said, Old Master Mu couldn't help but glare at him and rebuke him.
"I don't."
Mu Yaodong explained, "I just felt that it wasn't right for Xiaoting to stay single all the time, and now that he's seen Dr. Song, I can tell that Xiaoting really cares about her."
Upon hearing this, Grandpa Mu snorted and ignored Mu Yaodong. He said to Mu Ting, "Grandpa will say it again: whether you get married or not in this life, I have no objection, but you absolutely cannot do something immoral like destroying other people's marriages."
He had heard Old Chen mention that his granddaughter, Song Lan, was not only successful in her career but also had a happy marriage and two sets of clever twins.
Grandpa Mu was genuinely envious of this, but as much as he envied, he never considered having his grandson steal someone else's granddaughter's husband.
"Grandpa, what are you saying?"
Mu Tingjun's face flushed slightly: "I admit that I have feelings for Dr. Song, but I am also aware of the fact that she is married and has children. How could she possibly do something immoral for her own selfish reasons?"
These words were addressed to Old Master Mu, and also to Mu Yaodong. Mu Ting then turned his gaze to his father:
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