Chapter 1122: Cultivating a Successor

Chen Guanlou instructed Chen Quan to make things a bit harder for Master Cao.

"If we don't give him a taste of color, he'll think the Heavenly Prison is his backyard. There's no need to be too polite when dealing with such an old veteran."

Chen Quan bowed to accept the order and said with a smile, "Master Cao just has a foul mouth. Actually, he doesn't have much courage and can't do anything bad."

"I find him disgusting."

Chen Guanlou sneered.

For the next period, Master Cao finally experienced the methods of the Heavenly Prison for dealing with people, yet he had grievances he couldn't voice. The Heavenly Prison's methods for dealing with people were all in places that couldn't be seen. This was before even entering the torture room; if he had entered the torture room, it would have been even more miserable.

After the Su family and the Mu family became in-laws, the two families often interacted. Su Rongrong would sometimes follow her master to visit the Mu family.

Every time Mu Wenxu came to the Heavenly Prison for training, Chen Guanlou would offer some pointers, looking after the other party for his niece. He taught him the rules of the Heavenly Prison and the methods of handling affairs.

"Are you going to succeed your grandfather and become a medical officer in the Heavenly Prison in the future?"

Mu Wenxu was gentle and refined, smiling shyly, "Reporting to Uncle Lou, I haven't decided yet."

"Following Rongrong, you should call me Uncle."

Mu Wenxu was a bit embarrassed, "I'm used to calling you Uncle Lou; I can't change it for a moment."

"If you can't change it, then forget it! Uncle or Uncle Lou, both are fine!" Chen Guanlou didn't care about these details. It wouldn't be too late to change the address after Rongrong married the other party in the future.

"Then do you want to work in the Heavenly Prison? If you want to come, training only two or three days a month is a bit too little. You need to train at least seven or eight days so you can get the hang of it as soon as possible."

Mu Wenxu might truly not have thought about this question; after all, he was young and still confused about his future and prospects. Inheriting the Mu family medical clinic was certain, but whether to work in the Heavenly Prison in addition to the clinic, he hadn't made up his mind.

"I listen to my grandfather on this matter. Grandfather has experience; if he thinks I'm suitable to work here, then I'll come."

"Are you not afraid of those heinous prisoners?"

"As a doctor, one cannot pick patients. Only by treating and coming into contact with all kinds of patients can one forge true medical skills."

"Well said!"

Mu Yiguan Mu walked into the office from outside, his old face almost smiling to pieces, proud and boastful. With such a grandson, what more could he ask for?

"Grandfather!"

"Have you memorized the medical records?" Mu Yiguan Mu put on a serious expression again, seemingly intending to examine his eldest grandson's studies on the spot.

Chen Guanlou hurriedly stopped him, "This isn't a school; don't pull that stuff with me. Old Mu, I just asked your eldest grandson if he wants to be a medical officer in the Heavenly Prison in the future. He said he wants to consult you. What are your thoughts? You're at such an old age; I have to consider your health. It's time to find a successor."

Mu Yiguan Mu frowned slightly, looking quite troubled as well.

The Heavenly Prison is a place where the disadvantages are obvious, and the advantages are equally obvious.

The environment is bad, the reputation is bad, and one will be despised by peers. To a certain extent, it limits one's own fame; fame not matching medical skills feels too much of a loss.

The advantage is that there are many prisoners, ready-made free medical subjects, which is of great help in improving medical skills and increasing knowledge. It can be said that after training in the Heavenly Prison for two or three years, in terms of trauma alone, doctors outside are trash. Only military doctors accompanying the army might be able to compete! Internal injuries are no less impressive!

Mu Yiguan Mu asked his eldest grandson very solemnly, "Do you want to come?"

Mu Wenxu thought for a moment and said, "Grandson wants to come here to train for two years. It's just that I haven't decided whether to be a medical officer."

"Then train for two years first." Chen Guanlou made the decision on the spot. Doctors are scarce talent everywhere, the more the better. Mu Wenxu being willing to work in the Heavenly Prison is a good thing.

As for whether the other party wants to be a medical officer, that's a matter for the future. As long as he comes, there will always be a way to trick him into it.

With him looking after him, his niece Su Rongrong can rest a hundred percent assured.

Mu Yiguan Mu's cheek muscles twitched, speechless.

He, the grandfather, hadn't spoken yet, so what was Prison Warden Chen in such a hurry for?

However, the Heavenly Prison is a place that tempers people, especially medical skills. Every day there are endless external and internal injuries to see, and every three to five days there is an autopsy to verify the cause of death. And there are ready-made experimental materials, which is of great help in terms of making poisons and medicines. Outside, wanting to find a living person to experiment with new medicine is hard! And it costs money!

"Since you want to train, sooner is better than later; start from today. You go to the Grade C prison first and take a look. There are a few prisoners who just came out of the torture room and were beaten half to death. You take the prison guards and go give them an examination and medication. Remember, medical materials are limited; when using medicine for prisoners, you must learn to use the cheapest medicine to treat illnesses; don't think about using top-quality medicine."

"Your grandfather means for you to control costs! The amount of medical materials for each prison each month is fixed; if you use more here, others will have to save." Chen Guanlou summarized concisely.

Mu Wenxu let out an "ah."

Mu Yiguan Mu was extremely disgusted, "Ah what ah!"

"Grandson is a bit nervous. I have to stand on my own two feet so soon; aren't you worried I'll treat the patient to death?"

Chen Guanlou waved his hand, not caring at all, "This is the Heavenly Prison; it's reasonable for prisoners to die, right? Don't be afraid, treat them boldly! I believe in your skills!"

With his belief, Mu Wenxu carried his medicine box and boldly took the first step, treating the seriously injured prisoner alone.

Mu Yiguan Mu looked calm on the surface, but he was panicked inside, very worried. He was restless, and even his favorite tea couldn't keep him. He just wanted to follow and take a look, to provide on-site guidance.

Chen Guanlou held him down, "Don't go! If you go, when will Mu Wenxu be able to wean himself? After he finishes seeing the patient, you check the medical records first, then go check those prisoners, and provide post-event commentary. Only then can he grow up quickly."

Mu Yiguan Mu wiped the sweat from his forehead, "This old man is worried he'll treat someone to death."

"If they die, I'll take responsibility. Besides, this is the Heavenly Prison; it's normal for one or two, three or five, or seven or eight to die in such heat. Of course, I believe in Mu Wenxu's medical skills; it's impossible for him to cause such a big mess. If he really feels he can't do it, he has a mouth and will come to consult you actively. Don't treat your eldest grandson like a fool."

Chen Guanlou, an outsider, was eighty percent confident and trusting in Mu Wenxu. With family heritage, he started learning medicine as soon as he could eat; calculate how many years he has been learning. Medical school students can't learn for so many years.

Only practical experience is lacking.

With the support of theoretical knowledge, starting slowly and roughly is fine, and there are medicine boys and prison guards helping on the side. It's guaranteed nothing will go wrong.

Although he said so, Mu Yiguan Mu was still restless, frequently looking toward the door.

"It's only a few prisoners; why haven't they come out yet? Could it be they encountered difficulties? Master, you haven't patrolled the prison today; why don't I patrol with you?"

Chen Guanlou rolled his eyes instantly, "You sit still for me, drink your tea properly, and don't go anywhere!" ===== CHAPTER 1123 =====