Chapter 2042: 1971 Persuasion (Weapon Line 01 Bonus Chapter 3)

"Be serious." Lin Yuanzhang adopted his late father's demeanor, his face stiff as if he were conducting the hospital's weekly meeting, facing the many department heads under him just the same.

"Dad..." Lin Yuan showed no fear, hugging Lin Yuanzhang's arm and drawing out the call like the eighteen bends of a mountain road.

He offered no resistance; Lin Yuanzhang immediately laid down his arms and surrendered.

"You're this busy on the first day and don't even come back to keep us company." Lin Yuanzhang sighed; all the words he had bottled up came to nothing.

His body relaxed, his straight back slumped, he leaned against the sofa's backrest and enjoyed a moment of family bliss.

"Look what you said—after getting off work I saw Mom's WeChat message and rushed back without even eating." Seeing his father's expression, Lin Yuan knew he had passed the test smoothly and safely.

Lin Yuan proudly kicked his slippers aside, sat cross-legged beside Lin Yuanzhang, and took his hand.

"Dad, let me tell you, Zheng Lao Ban's skill is truly high—not just somewhat high."

Indeed, when a daughter grows up she's no longer under her mother's control; the old couple waited a few hours, came back acting coy, and what they ended up saying was none other than Zheng Lao Ban.

Lin Yuanzhang felt a surge of resentment in his heart.

"Your hospital's level is far higher than ours." Lin Yuan said: "Compared to our hospital… it seems their level is also higher, albeit only slightly."

"Don't talk nonsense, he's just a junior doctor who only did two emergency surgeries—what's so high about that?" Lin Yuanzhang decided to take his daughter down a peg.

As for the purpose of this conversation, he temporarily set it aside.

Lin Yuanzhang knew exactly what temper his daughter had.

She appears easygoing and agreeable, but deep down she is proud, lofty, and extremely stubborn.

Back then she already liked clinical work, and despite my several attempts to dissuade her, I failed.

Later she still went on to attend the Capital Medical University.

Although I succeeded in my ploy of "building a visible path while secretly sneaking through" to get her into Harvard, that school admits only five doctoral candidates for international students, all in the field of biomedical engineering research.

It's best not to do clinical work; even being a doctor in the United States wouldn't do.

He's busy and tired, the pressure is still high. As for staying in the United States, would he and his wife have to become empty-nest elders?

Yet his daughter actually, relying on her own ability, went to the clinical department after a year.

Lin Yuanzhang was also utterly convinced.

Let her come back; it's normal for a Harvard PhD to stay at any hospital, and if she stays by his side, no one will object.

The Harvard name alone is enough to make everyone shut up.

But… even the Capital Tumor Center couldn't keep this deadbeat girl; Lin Yuanzhang glanced at Lin Yuan, feeling helpless.

"A minor surgery?" Lin Yuan chuckled, "Dad, you've been away from clinical practice too long!"

"How dare you speak to your father like that." Lin Yuanzhang said unhappily.

"It's just that the surgery doesn't look major… huh? Did you watch the surgery livestream?" Lin Yuan asked, blinking his big eyes.

"Uh…" Lin Yuanzhang was speechless.

"Did you see the intestinal deformity I cut out? Afterwards I used the oval forceps to wrestle with it for half a turn; inside was twenty years' worth of accumulated feces."

"It's time to eat, why are we talking about this?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover had the meal ready, so hurry up and eat.

After saying that, she glanced at Lin Yuanzhang.

Seeing her spouse's affectionate, indulgent expression, she knew this old man was useless—he'd surely forget his proper business after a few words from the girl.

"Dad, I'm going to eat first." Lin Yuan rose from the sofa, laughing, and said: "The quality of lead domestically is too poor; I have to wear a lead collar and lead skirt, weighing dozens of kilograms, just like going into battle."

"What!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover exclaimed.

"Mom, what's that expression? Let me see what snack you've prepared for me—you've practically starved me." Lin Yuan realized he'd spoken out of turn and tried to change the subject.

"Wearing dozens of kilograms to go into surgery? That's practically harming people!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover's eyes reddened a little.

"It's fine, it's quite common." Lin Yuan sat at the dining table, began eating, and said: "At Harvard, I do all the imaging work myself."

"That's still not allowed!" Lin Yuanzhang's lover said: "You're a young lady—how could there be any justification for wearing dozens of kilograms to go into surgery?"

"What about work—what else should I do? Stay home as a good-for-nothing? Go out bored every day to stir up trouble?" Lin Yuan happily ate his rice, swaying his ponytail, and added: "Still, Mom's cooking is the best; even if I go out once a week in the U. S., I can't get this authentic Chinese food."

Lin Yuanzhang's lover was instantly at a loss for words.

The old couple locked gazes, neither able to speak.

Really, there's nothing they can do about their own daughter.

Lin Yuanzhang felt this couldn't go on; he stood up, hands behind his back, and walked to the opposite side of the table.

Just as he was about to scold Lin Yuan a couple of times to show his fatherly authority, Lin Yuanzhang saw Lin Yuan wolfing down his food and his heart softened.

Doctors who have stepped down from the stage are all like hungry wolves.

"Girl, eat slowly, don't choke." In an instant, Lin Yuanzhang softened again.

"It's fine, Mom's cooking is delicious!" Lin Yuan gulped it down, and it was extremely fragrant.

"How is the medical team's environment?" Lin Yuanzhang prepared to approach from another angle.

"Pretty good." Lin Yuan said: "I'm lucky; they have a doctor who will be returning to his hometown soon."

"You're too exhausted, you can't bear it, right?" Lin Yuanzhang felt he'd found an opening and began to earnestly instruct.

It's bitter and tiring, but the family isn't short of money. A few years ago the old residence was demolished, yielding several apartments on the Third Ring Road. Lin Yuan could live off the rent alone for his whole life—why would he seek out hardship?

"No." Lin Yuan took a big mouthful of rice, his voice a bit muffled: "It's a doctor from Northern Province; a few days ago Zheng Lao Ban went to perform a flying-knife procedure on their department head, doing the surgery. However the condition was quite serious, and he's gone back to compete for the position of department head."

"……" The argument Lin Yuanzhang had just prepared was immediately blocked again.

"Any confidence?"

"What's that, you still want to help?" Lin Yuan flicked his ponytail and said: "Probably not needed; although they didn't mention the odds, from the look of things there's no problem."

Lin Yuanzhang thought about that situation and was also speechless. The future department head of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital in the provincial capital of Northern Province is being used like a lowly doctor to the point of exhaustion?

The key is that they're actually willing to be used as a lowly doctor.

"I just don't get what's so great about being a department head in Northern Province." Lin Yuan said: "Staying in Zheng Lao Ban's medical team and being able to do so many surgeries—that would be wonderful."

Lin Yuanzhang was about to reprimand him, but seeing Lin Yuan wolf down three bowls of rice, his heart softened.

Girl, you're starving.

The doctors under him are like this every day; Dean Lin Yuanzhang has long been used to it, not surprised. But when it comes to his own girl, that feeling of heartache is Clarity unusually.

"Dad, Mom, I've finished eating." Lin Yuan pushed aside his bowl and chopsticks, "I won't clean up, I'll hurry to wash up, I won't eat Ming tomorrow breakfast."

"What are you doing?"

"That studying doctor left; I need to write medical records and do Shou Bing." Lin Yuan stood up and said, "I'll wash up and sleep early, I have to leave at Ming tomorrow 5:30."