Roaming the universe, all thanks to your many dark skills!

When Rosen woke up, he glanced at the window, and seeing that it was still dark outside, he closed his eyes and rested.

He is now full of energy, far more than the average person. Sometimes sleeping becomes a luxury for him because he is not sleepy at all, so he neither wants to sleep nor can he fall asleep.

Most of the time, he had his eyes closed and seemed to be sleeping, but in fact he was just silently reciting the Shangqing Sutras and cultivating his body and mind.

It was the same now. It was not until dawn that Rosen got up and went out. He ran along the road and found a clean place in the woods outside the village. He sat cross-legged facing the east and breathed in and out.

He sat there for more than an hour, until the sun rose. Then Rosen gathered his magic power and slowly strolled back.

There are now quite a few old men and women in the village strolling around, and they can't help but talk to him when they see him.

There are also some young people who have to go to school and work. If they know him, they will definitely call him brother, uncle or even uncle when they see him.

Fortunately, Rosen’s generation is not very high, otherwise there would definitely be people calling him grandpa.

After buying some fried dough sticks and taking them home, Lawson saw an unfamiliar bicycle in the doorway as soon as he entered the house.

"What's wrong with you? Go out and exercise. Turn off your phone. If something urgent happens, it will drive you crazy." When his mother saw him coming back, she first nagged him for a few words, then said, "Xiang Kui from Beitou wants to see you. You two can chat."

"Sanmu..." At this time, a tall and thin young man with a dark complexion walked out of the house.

This man is called Dong Xiangkui. He was Rosen’s elementary school classmate and desk mate. They used to have a very good relationship.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have called him by his childhood nickname.

When Romance of the Three Kingdoms and Water Margin were popular, the two of them almost followed the example of the ancients and became sworn brothers.

Unfortunately, I was too young at that time and my parents did not agree.

Later, Rosen went to junior high school and Dong Xiangkui dropped out of school. Gradually, the two rarely met each other, and even though they were in the same village, they seemed like strangers.

Now that Dong Xiangkui had come to visit him, Rosen guessed that he probably had something to do, so he immediately led him to his room, pulled a chair over for him to sit down, and said, "You haven't come to see me in a lifetime, but today is a rare occasion for you to come to my house. What do you want from me?"

"My mother was working in the fields a few days ago when she accidentally tripped over a furrow and fell. Here..."

Dong Xiangkui pointed to his right hip bone and said, "The doctor said it was broken."

"Broken? Or broken?" Rosen asked, and then said, "Do you have a film? Let me see it."

"Yes, yes, here you go." Dong Xiangkui opened his mobile phone, found the film he had taken, and handed it to Rosen.

Rosen flipped through the pictures from the first one onwards, some of which he read quickly, while others he zoomed in on and looked at carefully several times.

With his level of knowledge, he could actually see it clearly with just a glance.

The reason why he had to read it over and over again was to make Dong Xiangkui feel that he was studying it seriously and was definitely not just doing it perfunctorily.

After watching all the films, Rosen asked about the injury again and said, "Kuizi, it's not just the hip bone that was injured, but also the hip joint. What's more troublesome is that the femoral neck is broken."

"What do you mean?" Dong Xiangkui was a little confused.

Rosen had no choice but to tear off a piece of paper and draw a sketch for him. He then showed him his old anatomical drawings and said, "For a case like your mother's, it's usually fixed with a steel needle and then she has to stay in bed. As long as you take good care of her, she will definitely recover. Did you have the surgery?"

"Not yet." Dong Xiangkui said, "I came here just to learn more."

"It's not a big deal. The sooner you treat it, the better."

"Can you perform surgery on us?" Dong Xiangkui said with a smile, "We are all family members and can be trusted."

"I haven't graduated yet and I don't even have a certificate, but when your mother has surgery later, I will accompany her to perform the operation. I will definitely ask the teacher to perform the operation beautifully, okay?" Rosen said.

Then Rosen asked who his mother's attending doctor was. When he heard that it was Yu Qian, he was speechless and asked, "When did you stay in the hospital?"

"Last night."

"I happened to be resting last night, otherwise I would have known about it long ago." Rosen said, "Don't worry, Yu Qian is my teacher, I will make this matter clear to you."

"Would you like to treat your teacher to a meal? And give him a gift?" Dong Xiangkui said as he took out a stack of money from his pocket.

"No, no, the control is strict now. Whoever takes the money will be in trouble." Rosen stuffed the money back to him and said, "Just don't worry about it."

After seeing Dong Xiangkui off, Rosen had breakfast and called Yu Qian to ask about the situation. He relaxed only after learning that nothing was wrong.

After dinner, Rosen drove back to the city, but he did not rush home. Instead, he bought some things and went to the hospital to visit Dong Xiangkui's mother, and comforted them by the way.

After two days of intravenous drip, all surgical indicators were met, so he went into the operating room for the operation.

Rosen was still an assistant, but he also did a lot of work, at least not just rough work like pulling hooks and sewing.

After the operation was over and Rosen said a few words to Dong Xiangkui, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it? It's hard to take care of a patient from an acquaintance's family, right?" Yu Qian asked with a smile while smoking in the locker room.

"It is indeed more troublesome than for ordinary patients." Rosen recalled the operation process. Although it was definitely not like walking on thin ice, it was also different from the feeling of having surgery on strangers. Rosen even prayed for a while to help speed up her healing.

This kind of treatment was definitely something his previous patients had never enjoyed.

"Don't think it's troublesome. This is all very normal interpersonal communication." Yu Qian exhaled a puff of smoke, looked at Rosen through the mist, and said, "From the dean to the ordinary doctors, no one can escape this. If you cure the disease, they will help you to become famous in front of the villagers, but if you mess up..."

After a pause, Yu Qian patted him on the shoulder and encouraged him: "So don't be proud, keep studying."

"I understand, thank you teacher."

"If you really want to thank me, then stop showing me your papers, okay?" Yu Qian said with a bitter face, "I'm already this old, and I don't plan to continue taking the postgraduate entrance examination, nor do I plan to make a name for myself in the medical field, so I shouldn't delve into such advanced knowledge, right?"

"But you are my instructor." Rosen said with a smile: "I have some ideas, so I have to discuss them with you."

"That's a real teacher." Yu Qian walked up to Rosen, patted Rosen's chest and pointed at himself and said, "Are we the two?"

"Isn't it?"

"Definitely not." Yu Qian said, "You should enjoy your research results by yourself. I really can't afford it. My goodness, it's all English, and it's fucking professional English. Even your name is in it. I almost tore apart my English dictionary when I was in college just to read it. It's too difficult!"

"Is it that exaggerated?" Rosen was stunned.

He is proficient in languages ​​and is a medical major, so he doesn't need to look up many words and phrases, he can just write them down. I never thought that Yu Qian would suffer so much just by reading them. (Note)

Seeing how resistant he was, Rosen gave up the idea of ​​using him as a big shot, but he had to find a backer. Otherwise, it would be very difficult for him to establish a foothold in the medical industry, which is full of mountains and hills.

After much thought, he decided that he should go back to school and seek advice from the professors who had taught him before he fully graduated, to see which one was more reliable.