System Came When the Doctor was Thirty

"My dad said that no matter what, when I get engaged, the house in our hometown must be vacated."

"During the holidays, he can't argue with the elders or my uncle, but after the holidays, whether it's through a lawsuit, a fight, or reasoning, he has to get the shrine back."

Mu Leng and Yan Sangyue have already spoken with Lu Cheng's parents; they're getting engaged on the eighteenth of the first lunar month.

"Can your uncle really be so unreasonable? On such a big occasion like your engagement, he still...?" Lu Cheng was at a loss for words.

"That's why my parents are really angry this time, but you don't need to worry about it; my parents will handle it."

Mu Nanshu spoke cryptically: "If we really wanted to deal with them, it would be easy. If it wasn't my uncle and aunt, it would have been resolved long ago."

Xiangzhou isn't a big place, and with Mu Leng's background, there are many people who would help him with such a small matter, whether through official channels or otherwise. Mu Leng's brother wouldn't stand a chance.

Lu Cheng said: "Whatever it is, I'll follow uncle's arrangements!"

"Oh, right, it's perfect that you're coming with me to Ji City this time. We can buy you some gold then."

"These are the assets for our little future family. You can't go wrong investing in gold."

Mu Nanshu listened and nodded: "Sure, if Boss Lu has the money, I'm all for it."

Lu Cheng handed his phone WeChat page to Mu Nanshu: "Take a look yourself; all my assets are right here."

Mu Nanshu swiped up and down on Lu Cheng's phone a few times: "Three hundred and forty thousand? Are you insane?"

"My parents said I didn't need to pay for the betrothal gift. I also have some savings, and in Han City and Ji City, I don't need to buy property myself—uncle and aunt have arranged everything."

"I'm pretty easy-going, living off their generosity, so leaving the money there is just leaving it there. Mainly, I think it looks good on you."

"We always said we'd buy you one."

When Lu Cheng was in college, playing in Shanghai with Mu Nanshu, she had worn a phoenix crown, which Lu Cheng thought looked great.

Back then, even if it wasn't a gold accessory, Lu Cheng couldn't afford it. Now, he's capable and doesn't have to worry about other things, so he contacted a gold shop himself.

"Gold prices are a bit high now, over four hundred on the market, close to five hundred for raw gold, and nearly six hundred for jewelry."

"Buying so much at once, what if the price drops and you lose a lot?"

Lu Cheng said: "No problem, even if I lose money, you, my little rich lady, will cover it. The total price may not even compare to the interest on your bank deposit for a year."

"Then I'll say, Shushu, I'm hungry..." In the car, it was just Lu Cheng and Mu Nanshu, and Lu Cheng's tone was so mischievous.

Mu Nanshu gave Lu Cheng a mock slap: "Stop fooling around."

"I'm being serious, I've told my parents too, and we're adults—there's nothing wrong with spending our own money openly, right?" Lu Cheng said.

"I mean, if you have that money, you might as well buy uncle a nice tricycle, or set up a storefront for uncle and aunt, so they won't have to work so hard in business later on." Mu Nanshu was quite prudent.

Lu Cheng rolled his eyes at Mu Nanshu: "Still doing business?"

"Let me tell you, my mom always says you grew up eating her food, and she's already planned out all the soups you'll love during your confinement."

"She's already lined up a monthly menu for when you're pregnant."

"My dad has already fenced off the mountain at home and is raising five hundred chickens—one a day for you, lasting about a year and a half."

"From when you're pregnant until the end of your maternity leave, one per day."

"Huh?" Mu Nanshu was stunned.

"What do you mean pregnant and in confinement?"

Lu Cheng said: "My parents bought their house when real estate was cheap, so they've saved up a bit over the years, enough for their own retirement. Even after we get married, there will be some leftovers; of course, they plan on having grandchildren."

"Yeah, Aunt Yan also said that if we have kids, we should stay at a postpartum center."

"We'll make sure to pamper you until you're all glowing and plump."

Mu Nanshu felt a bit overwhelmed for a moment.

Of course, she didn't blame Lu Cheng; she had already heard from peers that not only those about to get engaged were being rushed—many people only just went on a blind date today, yet the parents already have plans for where the kids would go to elementary school at night.

The key word is "rush"!

Actually, both families are relatively democratic; by normal standards, two people at thirty and in love would be considered unfilial for not getting married.

Of course, the suddenness of the matter left Mu Nanshu's thoughts a little jumbled.

Mu Nanshu suddenly blurted out: "Tan Guangbo is about to do his thesis defense."

Such a sudden topic shift caught Lu Cheng completely off guard.

Driving, Lu Cheng glanced at Mu Nanshu several times: "Huh? Who's Tan Guangbo?"

Mu Nanshu's thoughts quickly returned to normal, realizing she shouldn't have mentioned this person: "Nothing. Let's think about what to eat later; besides barbecue, we can try Xinji Big Hot Pot."

Who is Lu Cheng anyway?

Just because he didn't keep up initially doesn't mean he can't keep up.

Tan Guangbo is that dude from the trauma department at Huashan Hospital, also the guy Mu Nanshu delayed in graduating.

Lu Cheng isn't a saint or a pushover: "Are you afraid I'll think you're scheming?"

"Just tell me, what do you know?"

Mu Nanshu's tone was cold: "If you want, the article he published related to gynecology during his undergrad can still be retracted."

"And once academic misconduct is involved, his defense will fail again."

"If it exceeds a certain period and he still can't graduate, he will be expelled."

"After all, he hasn't secured his student status."

Lu Cheng said: "You'll be expelled in eight years."

"He's thirty this year; when I was in residency training, he was almost graduating with a master's. There are still four years left."

"Honestly, I think, there's no point in catching the small fry anymore."

Mu Nanshu glanced sideways at Lu Cheng: "So do you want to catch the big fish?"

"Of course, I'm thinking of learning how to write a letter from you when I have some free time."

"Didn't you say, for letters like these, as long as you have something to say and enough evidence, an undergrad can challenge the articles of academicians and Nobel Prize winners!" Lu Cheng said.

"That's abroad; domestically, you'll have your IP traced," Mu Nanshu said.

"Once it's out, there will always be traces, right?"

"The academic world isn't a peaceful place; it's the most legitimate battleground!"

Lu Cheng continued: "Besides, targeting someone else's already published papers isn't necessary—stifling a few of their projects would render them useless."

Mu Nanshu looked at Lu Cheng and smiled: "Then you can start collecting project names from national natural science grants and major project initiatives."

"Projects aren't given up freely; whoever completes them first gets the credit."

"Compared to attacking someone's existing achievements, intercepting them certainly leaves others speechless."

Lu Cheng said: "Yeah, okay!"

"So we're letting it go?" Mu Nanshu softly confirmed.

"There's no point now...it seems trivial..." Lu Cheng added, "I'm not being sarcastic with you."

"I'm also petty; it's just that different stages have different responses…"

"It's just that we haven't forgotten."

Mu Nanshu didn't continue the topic but said: "After the new year, within a month, our first paper should be released."

"The tendon suturing technique is a classic topic and project. Xie Yuan'an and Professor Xie are really reliable."

"By April, there should be results from Professor Chen's side. By then, data collection from Professor Tong Yuan'an should be complete, and around May or June, we'll be harvesting results."

"At the latest by August or September, results from the liver suturing technique should also be available."

"Lu Cheng, this year is definitely going to be a fruitful year for us…"

Lu Cheng teasingly asked: "Do you mean that I've won you over?"

Mu Nanshu blushed slightly, but she didn't argue. Instead, she straightened her chest proudly, her voice as clear as a silver bell: "Guess!"

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