top student at medical school

Chapter 264 Looking Back on the Path We've Traveled (Please Subscribe)
Fang Ziye's original intention was to soothe Lan Tianluo's lingering resentment, but Lan Tianluo sensed something else entirely.

"Senior brother, why do I feel like you're subtly criticizing me?"

"Do you really mean that? Or am I just imagining things?" Lan Tianluo's expression was conflicted for a long time.

If we're talking about being unfocused and lacking concentration, among all the people Lan Tianluo knows, he's definitely the most promiscuous.

Other students, when it comes to changing majors and disciplines, at most they switch from mathematics to computer science, or some switch to physics, and some even switch to law.

But there are almost no students like him who step directly into medical school.

The reason is simple: medical schools, in principle, do not admit students without a medical background, and this is a common practice in China.

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye immediately said, "Don't overthink it. I didn't mean to be sarcastic or mean anything by it."

"I think Tianluo, you are simply a born orthopedic surgeon, and a future master of trauma surgery. You are the most suitable person to study trauma!"

If Lan Tianluo weren't his junior brother, he would definitely advise him to turn back from his misguided path and return to his main profession.

But it was precisely because Lan Tianluo was his junior brother that Fang Ziye knew just how useful the name Tianluo really was.

If it weren't for Lan Tianluo, the development of manual reduction techniques for fractures, and even further, the adoption and analysis of basic data on fracture classification, would have taken at least ten times longer than it does now.

Moreover, the time consumption is more than ten times, and that's a conservative estimate, an estimate based on my own good feeling.

How could Fang Ziye possibly be sarcastic and frivolous, or that Lan Tianluo is neglecting his duties?

You can find another Yuan Weihong, another Fang Ziye, another Jie Han in the group, but it will be extremely difficult to find another Lan Tianluo.

This is the consensus reached by Yuan Weihong, Fang Ziye, and Jie Han.

"Senior brother, I think what you just said is still a joke at my expense." Lan Tianluo touched his nose, rubbed it a little embarrassedly, and then said.

"But senior, even if you're lying to me, I'm still very happy. Because you don't know, working with life sciences really makes me genuinely happy, while working with the logic science of data only gives me an occasional sense of accomplishment."

"It's like one is a hobby, and the other is a job."

Lan Tianluo explained while laughing.

Lan Tianluo's skin is now darker than when he first arrived at Zhongnan Hospital, and he also exudes a more masculine aura.

Moreover, Lan Tianluo's current physique, thanks to the leg-raising exercises in the group and the 'reinforced concrete' training in the practice room, has become quite muscular.

Her demeanor has also matured considerably compared to before.

A mature demeanor coupled with heartfelt confessions feels genuine.

Fang Ziye hadn't discussed this issue with Lan Tianlu for a long time, but he still remembered one thing: "So it was actually your sister who hindered your path of studying medicine?"

Fang Ziye seemed to remember that Lan Tianluo had said that he himself liked studying medicine.

However, Lan Tianluo's mother felt that Lan Tianluo's statement that he liked studying medicine was a rash decision, and that he felt guilty towards Luo Tingzhu, so he wanted to accompany her as her younger brother.

"Actually, the most accurate way to put it is that I wasn't firm enough, so I mistakenly entered another industry and used up some resources."

"Secondly, my mother thought that I was studying medicine to make up for others, so she didn't let me study medicine."

"What's there to compensate for? If I really wanted compensatory companionship, I would have come to Wuhan long ago. But when I first entered university, I was basically just a child. How could I have imagined so much now?"

"I was only fourteen years old at that time, just two months shy of my due age," Lan Tianluo said honestly.

However, Fang Ziye keenly caught a piece of information.

MD, a fourteen-year-old in a gifted youth program, by the time he's around twenty, according to the normal academic system, he would probably be a master's student.

Lan Tianluo isn't exactly a particularly famous genius who suddenly solved a century-old conjecture; otherwise, he definitely wouldn't have been able to leave the mathematics department. But he's certainly not an ordinary genius either; otherwise, no one would have paid special attention to where Lan Tianluo would go after graduation.

"Tianluo, you don't actually have a doctoral degree, do you?" Fang Ziye asked seriously.

Lan Tianlu always seems to avoid such questions.

"Senior brother, you can't tell others about what I'm saying, okay?" Lan Tianluo suddenly said.

As he said this, Lan Tianlu finished tidying up the table and glanced at the doorway again.

The door was indeed tightly closed.

"Okay, I promise I won't tell on you. Tianluo, you know I'm the most discreet person."

"The secret you told me last time, no one else knows it yet, right?" Fang Ziye gestured for Lan Tianluo to tell him quickly, to satisfy his curiosity.

Lan Tianluo's expression was initially indifferent, but after hearing Fang Ziye's words, he became conflicted: "Senior brother, what was the secret I told you last time? Do you remember?"

"Uh!~" Fang Ziye was immediately embarrassed. He quickly thought for a moment, then said, "We don't have any secrets between us, I must have misremembered."

Lan Tianluo was relieved, but then became curious: "Whose is it? Senior brother?"

“If I said it’s a little secret, then it definitely can’t be told. I’m a very tight-lipped person, you can’t hear any gossip about other people from me unless it’s common knowledge,” Fang Ziye said confidently.

This is actually a sales tactic. The naive Lan Tianluo was completely fooled by Fang Ziye and lost all sense of direction.

……

Soon, the two of them rushed to a place to eat.

While helping to scald the bowls and chopsticks, Lan Tianluo said, "Senior, degrees and academic qualifications are not important. What's more important is what kind of work you can take and what kind of work it is."

"Some tasks are assigned to you by the company, and then you get paid for them."

"Some tasks are simply assigned to you by the research group, which can bring you fame and publications."

"There are also some more secretive tasks, such as a certain computational part that we have come into contact with before, which comes from a corner of a secret that cannot be made public."

"My personal guess is that this might be the trajectory of the No. 3 rocket that took off three years ago, or..."

As Lan Tianluo's words became increasingly outrageous, Fang Ziye coughed and said, "Alright, that's enough, stop talking, Tianluo."

Holy crap, is this something you can just say?
Do you think I'd enjoy eating a melon like this? And after eating it, where do I throw the rind?
Fang Ziye was just a medical student. In his eyes, anything involving national defense, military bases, or aerospace was absolutely confidential. It was something that couldn't be discussed with outsiders, and Fang Ziye himself wasn't curious about it.

Therefore, Fang Ziye didn't know whether some of the tasks could be outsourced to others, nor did he know whether Lan Tianlu was taking advantage of Fang Ziye's ignorance and was just bragging.

Lan Tianluo probably realized his slip of the tongue, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Senior brother, don't worry."

"The data that reaches us must have been encrypted and transcoded."

"Besides, I'm a super marginal person, so I should be able to casually mention it to people I'm close to."

"And all of these things are in the past."

“Don’t bring up the past too much. You’re being really scary, always saying that education is useless. You make me feel ashamed, Tianluo.” Fang Ziye took the initiative to start a conversation.

"You have no idea, your senior brother almost developed delusions or schizophrenia back then in order to get a doctorate."

"But when it comes to you, academic qualifications aren't even important. If you keep doing this, my Dao heart will collapse." Fang Ziye was speaking the truth.

However, now that a year has passed, Fang Ziye has a more objective and at peace perspective, and looking back at his past self, he has finally spoken these boastful words from back then.

"Senior brother, the current circle has actually formed a vicious cycle."

"After leaving the position, you feel that this circle is just like that. People who are in the circle will find that doing these things is very hard. But when you are outside the circle and trying to squeeze into the circle, everyone firmly believes that as long as you are in the circle, you can endure a lot of hardship."

"It's the same for pursuing a master's degree or a doctorate."

"It seems that only a very small number of people actually pursue further education because of their interest, hobby, or love of studying," Lan Tianluo said with a hint of melancholy.

However, Lan Tianluo decided to be true to himself: "Senior brother, but I think I still need to study some books and make some choices for myself."

"It just so happens that I am good at studying. I have already reached the point where I can't study any further in another major. Under such circumstances, even my mother can't say much."

"Do I really have to go out and work when I'm only a little over twenty-one?"

"The others are twenty-two or twenty-three years old, still in their undergraduate studies, carefree."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye suddenly asked another question: "Wait a minute, Tianluo, you're such a good student, you must have received a lot of scholarships and grants, right?"

"You seem to be richer than me, your senior brother?"

Fang Ziye suddenly realized that it was always his senior brother who was treating him to meals?
However, considering that Lan Tianluo's older sister, Luo Tingzhu, has received so many scholarships, and that Lan Tianluo is in another industry where it is easier for a genius to succeed.

Lan Tianluo flipped through his phone, specifically looking at his bank account. He touched his chin sheepishly and said, "Senior brother, it's actually not much, less than two million."

Upon hearing this, Fang Ziye's Dao heart completely collapsed in that instant.

Gritting his teeth, he tapped his bowl with his chopsticks: "Tianluo, you have to treat us today. You have to treat us. You have to make up for your senior brother's damaged heart."

Unexpectedly, Lan Tianluo bluntly said, "Senior brother, don't worry, I won't lend you money to buy a plane ticket."

At this moment, Lan Tianluo smiled in a slightly sly way.

Only close friends would dare to say such hurtful things.

"Senior brother, why did you choose to study medicine?" After joking around for a while and skipping over the topic of who was treating, Lan Tianluo asked Fang Ziye.

(End of this chapter)